Oblivion

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My daughter calls me up in the evening,
Yesterday like Today.

"What's up?" Her tone rings brighter in my right ear. For a second I picture her as a younger child, then remind myself of her teen age.

"I'm at school, remember?" I answer her.

"Are you okay?" she asks.
Her oblivion echoes.

I answer, "You haven't asked me that in maybe three years."

I am oblivious of the date she last questioned my state, with the reason being, 'just because.'

She proceeds to ask me if I've eaten dinner yet.





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Lia692 said...
Mar. 27, 2012 at 6:37 pm
Interesting mini snippet of life.
 
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