This month was spent with my Dad.

Until I grew into a teenager~
Spending the month of August with Dad
was always priority.
Little did you know Dad .... what took the place of our
special summer time
was clubbing, music, drugs & boys.

The weight of that summer of 1986
was an adventure into the dark forest of experimentation
mind numbing &  running from realities......
Trying to catch the tail of  thaT Uncertain something.....
SEEMINGLY never quite attainable.

Looking back,
August with dad was sacred,  pleasent & forever
enlightening.
Dad,
How could you ever know
we never spoke about it.