Came home and to much of my surprise I was the earliest one home, phoned dad for once since like don't know how many gazillion years and it's a double surprise that we had a amicable conversation. A real dad-son conversation with no uncomfortable silence and no trying to psycho me into defending his own logic.
Life still moves on and it seems inevitable that flashbacks of the uncomfortable silence in the car rides to school every morning plagues my mind and perhaps fatherly love existed after all. Soon more and more example come to my mind and it appears to me that I still, am not heartless after all.
Hate brings hate and it's a neverending cycle until someone think it through in the other person's perception to realise that well, everyone has a good intention in mind, just carried out in a different manner that didn't seem to fit into our conditioned way of thinking.
Have we been too cruel? How eligible are we to judge his character? Do we point fingers at him without realising four fingers are pointing back at us everytime we overlook his virtues? Snap. Back to reality. The verdict has been passed, and life got better without him and I guess this is the only Nash equilibrium in this situation.
Till then, it's time to bear the responsibility of the man of the house. Time to knock some mature sense into that thick skull of mind. Just as stubborn as dad.
PS: Thanks Hongyi for your awesome soundtracks haha!
PSS: This week is going to be exhaustingly rewarding!
PSSS: I need to cut down on my caffeine intake.
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