Monday, February 27, 2012

Day 3

My dad's entire life operates on punctuality.
Being fifteen minutes early is on time for him.
However, he caught a cold this weekend and was pretty slow getting to work this morning.
We leave separately for work and school and he usually is first but today I was ready before he was. So I dawdled a little to let him beat me out the door and still feel on time.

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