Dad.

It was a sunny afternoon, dad and I were driving to the airport to pick Raymond up. I cant remember how we got into the conversation but dad reflected on some of the things he achieved during and after college. He told me about his dream once to complete his masters in robotics, he talked about some of his inventions, and his business ideas, and stuff he'd accomplished pre-Canada.

The conversation was brief but it was enough for me to stick yet another fork in the road. And so, here I am now at the fork, aware of my purpose and my responsibilities being the first born son of my father.

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