Spontaneously started crying this evening at work. Flashbacks of my dad teaching me to ride a bike. Flashbacks of all the scrapes he helped me get through. Flashbacks of the fights I would get in to as a kid (I got in to alot of them), just to come home to find out other parents called my mom and she was armed and ready to whip me. While my dad would stand in front of her, forbidding it. Flash backs of how MUCH he really loved me.
Oh MAN!! This really hurts. I need to go home.
Oh MAN!! This really hurts. I need to go home.
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