That day, that conversation, and the smell of alchohol will forever remain in my mind. You embody everything I despise and showed me a little bit of it all in one sitting. This is supposed to be a happy reunion of father and son where we sort our differences yet you insult everything I love, you disparage everything I cherish and you mock me for my lack of dreams. How could I possibly take this as the love of a father especially that final sentence, the one that you couldn't even bear to look me in the eye while saying. "How could your mom even love you especially since we look just alike and you're just like me." There were so many things I wanted to say, but for the first time we agreed on something and that is the part I hate the most. Time had never passed so slowly