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Entries for March 2019

My father and I were never close. We were opposites, both physically and personality-wise. I once thought a drunken stork had left me on the wrong doorstep. I eventually realized fate really was that cruel. He was a hard-working executive who traveled the world, and was rarely home. I was a “lazy daydreamer” who played sports, read books, and valued close friendships. He was the hammer that drove the nail. I was a flat head that endured his punishment.

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