Papa says...
Papa: So you don't think there's something wrong with you for coming home at 4 in the morning? You think it's normal?
Me: Yes. It's Saturday night. I came home because you asked me to, otherwise I would have been sleeping sooner and gotten more and better sleep at someone else's.
Papa: Fine then, do what you want. You're sinking... I don't understand, and I'm sorry you haven't changed... but I rest my case.
I've just mightily disappointed him. I know. But I do think it's normal. And I'm not willing to change my perspective. He isn't either... so it's not going to be a happy road. *sigh* This is where the me is not so happy.
Me: Yes. It's Saturday night. I came home because you asked me to, otherwise I would have been sleeping sooner and gotten more and better sleep at someone else's.
Papa: Fine then, do what you want. You're sinking... I don't understand, and I'm sorry you haven't changed... but I rest my case.
I've just mightily disappointed him. I know. But I do think it's normal. And I'm not willing to change my perspective. He isn't either... so it's not going to be a happy road. *sigh* This is where the me is not so happy.