Short second post.
It’s just one of those days.
My dad and brother just got home from their second weekend fishing trip a few hours ago.
My brother tells me they’re thinking about going next weekend.
I blow it off because he’s a kid, for all I know he’s just hopeful.
Then I find out my dad was actually considering it.
He decided not to because the fish are too far out.
Why is that such a big deal?
Next weekend is my last weekend in town.
I guess I kind of thought my dad would have wanted to spend time with me, y’know?
Peace, Love, & Family,