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Let me explain. Because I know you. You’re already scrolling past this, thinking I’ve finally lost it, joined a van-life cult, or started smoking something the nice Colorado delivery man brought. None of that is true. What is true is that your father’s rocking chair is empty. The garden you helped me plant in 2019 is now a battlefield of bindweed and regret. And the spare bedroom where you slept in high school? The one with the Justin Bieber poster still ghost-marked on the wall? I turned it into a storage unit for things I don’t need—yogurt makers, bread machines, and the emotional weight of pretending I was fine.