Well I’ve already visited my father. I'd try to avoid him like the plague, for reasons I'm unwilling to share here. People keep telling me when I’m home, but despite our conversations I'm none the wiser. I’m hoping to be alone now. I think I’d prefer to be. But I know I have to spend time with him.
Those are only moments though. The scenery here seems to curb my tendencies. I think I need comfort.