I need to learn how to stand up to my father. It simply can' be that hard, can it? And yet I still haven't managed, have I.
The sky is beautiful tonight. I can see hundreds of stars, it's amazing. I'm used to cloudy, obscure skies back "home", but this... this is beautiful. So many stars.
He looked so happy to have found a new music mix. It's so adorable how he can get excited over little things. It makes me so happy that he's the way he is, so genuine, so... ugh I can't begin to explain. I just love him, I guess. And it's doing weird things to me. Surprisingly pleasant, but nevertheless weird. Maybe because I'm not used to being granted this much happiness. I'm not complaining though. I wouldn't have it any other way.
/P.
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