Monday, September 29, 2008

Grief post #8654

The cuckoo clock just cuckooed.

If my father was here he would have looked at his watch and announced that the cuckoo is 4 minutes late.

Yesterday he would have pointed out that it was 3 minutes late.

The day before - 2 minutes.

The day before that - 1 minute.

I guess I need to adjust it.

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Really, I'll eventually slow down on these grief posts. I'll eventually not feel like I'm all tied in knots.

In the meantime, I'm considering therapy.

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