regram @meshyoga I haven't seen my dad in almost four years, but he was finally able to come visit. He's a very silent man, always focused on a book, preferring the allure of printed pages over conversation. In my memories of him he's always reading. I remember waking up in the middle of the night, when I was younger, and finding him sitting, eyes on the pages illuminated by a low lamplight, or sneaking in a few paragraphs before the food was laid out for dinner. He was my substitute barbie, acti