Someday.
I dont know when.
I may not be around. Or I may.
My son will ask someone.
a friend
a partner
someone who helps
“why was my dad so sad?”
and there will be no answer
no response
not anything.
Recordings of conversations with people I am close to so that when I am an old man I can reflect on all the incredible people I knew.
Someday.
I dont know when.
I may not be around. Or I may.
My son will ask someone.
a friend
a partner
someone who helps
“why was my dad so sad?”
and there will be no answer
no response
not anything.