I feel like someone "stole my fucking cloudsong," as the classic internet line goes. Yet I don't believe I feel that way for why I should. Tomorrow, dad and I fly to Ohio to meet up with my mother, so that we can officially wish her mother a safe journey through life after death. For that alone, I should feel shitty. And it's possible, albeit I
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