My parents have become
nothing but palindromes in my life.
"Hi Dad, blah blah blah."
"Hi Mom, wah wah wah."
They ceased to be
important to me
when I moved away.
And when I see
them once a year,
I don't know what to say.
So, I missed yesterday's poem. Combination of the word not inspiring and a bit of a blah mood when I got home yesterday evening, which I was able to pull myself out of.
I've gone through periods where I don't think I'll need any interaction with my parents, and I think I'm mostly still there, but I guess it's nice to have some interaction with them at least some of the time. But, really, they are mostly not a part of my life, and I don't think I'd make any effort if I didn't know that it meant a lot to them (well, at least one of them).
