April 21, 2025


  • April 21st, 2025. Live Long and Prosper.

    It’s a grey Monday. My father’s been dead for 20 years. What an unimaginable thing. “Fortunately”, I don’t have to imagine it. It’s my reality. Every year I think about this less than I ought to. It still hits at random moments – overwhelming. Usually in moments where I wish he was there to give…