Sunday, September 24, 2006

I'm on a boat or in a house talking to my grown teenage daughter. She's tall and slender, smart and reserved. I feel nervous talking to her since I've been astranged from her for some time. I make awkward small-talk for a bit until I get the nerve to be real with her. I tell her that I want to have real conversations with her. Some of the awkwardness between us stems from me being married to her ex (or some other young woman who has a history with our family). She's married or betrothed to some guy I don't really like.

Later, I'm in my car going to see my daughter. I park the car awkwardly a few blocks from her house and walk.

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