The day is 17 minutes away from ending. It was a good day. I wasn't too sullen and the thought of him wasn't constantly on my mind. It feels good that I wasn't weepy and disgustingly crying all over myself with snot bubbles forming at the nose. Yay for small victories!
If you have sound (or, I guess, are able to listen while reading) click here. Its kind of my song for the moment and I bet my Daddio would like this.
Oh, ok....one "wah" moment: I wish I could sit and talk music with my Dad. I wish I could call him up and say, " I heard this really great song! " or " Play this for Pep band! "
But that is all.
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