It's my dad's birthday today. Thanks to Facebook I was only reminded of it towards the close of the day. It has made me think though - A figure such as this both through literature and through social perspective should be of loving and caring nature. The provider, per se, the man to show you the rules of this world and discipline you when you break them. Yet, I feel no attachment to mine.
Do I need help? I seem to be coping extraordinarily well regardless of a paternal absence in my life. But that's the problem - it's because I'm doing so well I'm not even put off by an incomplete family. I have my own reasons for this though. It could be my forgetfulness, heartlessness and disregard. My austerity, obduracy and passivity. No. This is typical me; I don't feel until the moment arrives. I'll know in due time.
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