Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Missing
It was the anniversary of my father's death today. I spent the day feeling very unsettled, but at least I knew why. On my way home from town, I took a detour at Vauxhall, walked over to the bridge and spent a few moments by the Thames, missing my Dad.
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