Unlocking The Secrets of The Indifferent Man in The Corner

All the things I don’t know about my father, who was there while I grew up

Photo by Markus Spiske on Unsplash

I’ve been staring at the empty, white canvas of Ulysses in front of me for the last three hours. I’m getting impatient, so I start writing. Whatever. I want to write about my father; it feels like it’s time. I wish I could write a compelling…