I was at Chandra Calli with Margaret and Mar. Margaret told me dad had fallen out with a business parter of his because he was not committed enough, the guy spoke with Portuguese mannerisms because he spent too much leisure time in Brazil, and thus was not focused on the business.

Then I appeared in a mall with dad. He told me he saw me without direction or interests, and that perhaps I ought to find my passion or purpose. I told him this perception arose out of his lack of knowledge about my person, that he couldn’t make this assessment because he was not interested in me. I felt compelled to tell him we should spend more time together, but instead lashed back and criticized his lack of parenting in my life.

We were walking towards the bathroom when the discussion turned heated and we said hurtful things to each other. As he entered the bathroom we were about to part ways, but he turned around and said I had such a lack of self control I’d surely eat a piece of meat that was on exhibition outside of a steak grill. I dismissed him spoke briefly with Mar, who reassured me we held different values and thus were speaking past each other because our definitions of success were different. I felt some relief, then went downstairs, where I heard mom calling me and I called back. She was delighted to find me.