No longer redundant

as long as i'm in this house, i am redundant. as long as i'm redundant, i can never learn to be -- nor fully achieve -- independence. it is a blessing to be, very soon, liberated from the pessimism of my father. but can you blame someone who has become totally jaded through a lifetime as an unaccomplished engineer? it is just unfortunate that being pessimistic, he naturally spreads this energy to the people around him; and it is we who live with him that see this side of him the most and feel the effects.

i hope dad and mum can take care of themselves, happily, when i'm away.