Tuesday, September 30, 2008

I don’t spend nearly enough time with my Dad. Whenever we’re together it seems it's always circumstance that brings us there, dinner, a car ride somewhere…

We choose to meet each other this time for no real reason, aside from proximity maybe. We sat cross legged amidst a book fair and watched people as they lined up for jerk chicken. I think the empty nest is getting to him.

So he didn't mind waiting.


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