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Hi dad

6 years ago today my dad died. I can't even imagine that 6 years have passed - sometimes it feels like yesterday and other times it feels like it must have been 15 or so years ago - a different time. The reason I think I say that is because I feel different as a person then I did then. His death definitly was one of the most significant occurances in my life - and in the end it turned me in the right direction - just like my dad to make you go through a bit of agonizing before you reached the good part. It is wierd for me to set a certain day to think about my dad - like his birthday or the day he died mainly because there isn't really a day I don't think of him. Some people just push so deep into your conscience (usualy without you knowing) that is almost impossible to not think of them - or even if you aren't thinking of them they are there - working their magic - for good and bad. Humans are odd creatures - understatment of the century.

I was walking somewhere in chelsea today and happen to see this girl. She was sitting in starbucks in some corner chair and was starring up at the ceiling smiling with this completely placid look. A calming memory was almost definitly going through her mind and as she was replaying it I caught her. She didn't look away from the ceiling at me or anything like that and that is good - I would have felt bad if I ripped her from her memory. I am left to wonder what she was thinking about?

insomnia