Sunday, 26 April
Justin...
Here's the suburb and the magnificent wife coming with it.
Form follows function.
Fantasy seeps surreptitious into our surroundings.
Trees.
He's on the do not resuscitate list.
"I'm sorry. Do I know you," it asked.
My favorite color....
It was a perfect Saturday morning.
No one owns me.
It's all her fault. Just ask me.
Love,
Dad
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