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My dad found out about me moving through Twitter. I find this somehow appropriate. He asked if I could stop in oak harbor on my way out. But that is way up in the far corner of Washington and my destination is in west central Oregon. Sorry Dad, that's just an enormous detour. He might meet me in Seattle, but I don't have my route exactly planned out yet and I don't think I would have anything to say to him anyway. If he wants to help, that's cool, but I don't have the time, energy, or money to just casually meet up with someone I rarely see.
He seems to figure that visiting him is some small thing that would be nice to do. Like going out miniature golfing. But I'm not a middle class retired veteran with a fat pension and a stable, well paying job that I can just run out and do this.
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