Fucking weather
It's snowing. It came during the night and crept over the mountain side like a white fungus. Today, I have seen rain, hail, and snow. Right now, it's snowing.
I don't find it beautiful or charming. I find it to be cold. I remember all the reasons I moved away from this place.
I went to the store with my father. He slumps over and shuffles his feet like a caveman. When he walks, his hands dangle at his sides so that both thumbs are turned inward and the palms face back. He might as well grunt.
He doesn't know how to follow a grocery list. I had to keep him on track. He drives me crazy.
He was supposed to take me to lunch. He forgets to eat because he drinks so much. Thank God for leftovers. I had breakfast at 3:30 today.
Guh.
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