Normally after two days off of work, I come back on some next level shit but honestly the mood I find my Father cursed with seems to bleed over and put a layer of bullshit on top of my character when I go into work. He's really struggling lately, Frank said he cited "depression" while on the phone with him earlier in the week when Frank was trying to set some plans in stone for the weekend. He was on Level 10 by the time I woke up this morning and despite the fact that I got my head blown clean off when I heard the voice of Jordan Peterson coming out of his iPhone, I'm still not sure he's on the correct path quite yet. Feels almost too familiar the situation he is in, I'm just wondering if I'm wasting time just jumping in and trying to hammer this out with him. It would be my greatest attempt at anything of the kind. My human magnum opus. I mean with the things we know about sponges now there has to be a good reason I've so delicately held on to him saying the word "momentarily" all those years ago. Dropped clues to Danielle and got nothing back. **As above so below as the story goes.** No bother, keep up the hustle.