Why not?

 I think of him often.

I frequently want to pick up the phone or e-mail him...but I can't, so I'm just going to write to my dad here...after all there's no proof he can't see what I'm writing...so why not?

So sometimes this blog will be for me, but sometimes it'll be my post office to heaven

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