Corinne's Blog

I’m at the Library with my father and Cynthia.

I’m trying to take a step closer to the apple tree I fell from.
I’m trying this new thing of trying to get to know my father and I feel pity for him that he has decided to live in a small way like a bum living and working from hand to mouth.
His car is wrecked and I’m trying to get him a new one or help him find a cheap new windshield.
It’s not that I feel guilty for not being around all these years and that I’m making up for it now, It is more because of my concern for the safety of my little sister in his car with the windshield broken and ridiculously chipped.

His life is his choice. He still spends much of his time complaining about money.

So far everything has been good but I find that my father ahs many of the same ticks he did when I was a child. And he wastes money and decides not to save it.

He’s not trying hard enough to find a job in my opinion.

Anyway…we are at the Library in Golden Valley and I have to work overnights in 3 hours at target…I am listening to pandora Radio to get me in a good mood for laters boredom and exhausting work.

I’m being introduced to knew music…so here’s “Sleeping in” and “How Could I Just Kill A Man” by Charlotte Some and the Postal Service.

I dedicate Sleeping in to Craig…because he’s been doing a lot of that recently.