It was really weird because it was new to me. It felt wrong and left me with no motivation to do anything. Why should I do anything when I neither like nor dislike any of the possible outcomes? Step one was the realization that I should feel my feelings.

My father barely has been sick in my 37 years on this Earth. And then at the .

Long since past due, years, mostly pain relief products, gathered in a small, plastic bag. Sitting in a large, round, colourful, woven basket, on the dining room table. On a walk out for coffee, grab the bag, stow it in the tote, and go. Decide to head to the task at hand, then the coffee reward.