I wish everyday was father's day. I come from a secretive family. My family is a family of few words, so feelings don't get expressed very often. I have inherited this quality in the fullest. Since I cannot express my feelings to others, its frustrating that I have such a wonderful father and I can't make him cards telling him how much I appreciate him everyday of the week.
You in the back, speak up a little... Why don't I just live each day like its father's day you say? It is not in my molecular build-up to do such a thing. At any given time I have a thousand lovely thoughts and one unfortunate one (usually a slightly racist joke, or a negative comment about someone I hardly know). The latter is the one that makes it from thought to speech. This has become so consistent that sometimes when I get close to saying something nice I am overcome with emotion, which is really bad for my street-cred.
So its too bad that everyday can't be fathers day. My dad deserves the lovely words more than anyone else I may have lovely half-thoughts about.
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