A lot of time when my parents ask me about when I work, I lie and say that I work less than I actually do. I know my dad will worry about me if he knew that I worked as often as I did. And I know he'll ask me why I'm working so hard.
I don't want him to ask because I don't know why.
Maybe because I feel alive when I'm working, like I'm connecting to
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