Is it odd that the day you arrived, the weather got significantly warmer, and now that you’ve left, it’s become bitterly cold and gloomy? I miss you, I really do. I learnt so much from you, so much about you this trip - yet there’s still so much I don’t know. And that makes me sad. Sad that my time with you has to be compressed into a mere ten days of a year, that even when I try to make the most out of it, it isn’t enough. The house always feels more like a home when you’re around. And for the first time it began to dawn on me - that I still needed you, needed my father, to guide me, keep me from drifting.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong.