Dad’s Version of a Night Out
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Saturday. Dinner, walking, talking, home at a time when I would normally only be deciding whether a party is good yet. Dad says this proves his nights are more efficient.
That’s one word.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.