☱ (istg if it's not serious, I'll disown you).
DAY 311 - THURSDAY, 11:02PM.
I miss dad.
Which is strange to say -- I mean, we talk pretty regularly. Brief conversations here and there and we're both usually around at the same time. But sometimes I just sigh a little because I miss him -- there isn't really a reason why I miss him, nor should there be reasons I should miss him (ah, it's the time of the night where I'm starting not to make sense, huu ... ㅠㅠ), but I do. Maybe it's just me, but I feel distant from him, nowadays. I miss the days when we'd just joke about tentacles and we'd be able to just ... talk. Now it feels like we only actually talk when we have burdens or whatnot and it bothers me. Ah, what am I even writing anymore, I'm hungry ...
- H.
