I am navigating a strange country. It doesn't matter if I have walked these streets countless times before. The echo of my footsteps are different. The buildings I see and the lay of the land before me feels unfamiliar. Even our favourite places seems to hold a forbidding glow: the tree-lined Acad Oval in UP, the paved pathways of Lawton, the Countrystyle Donuts stall in SM Fairview -- they warn me not to get too close or I will only find tears.
No wonder I have become an alien to the familiar. I am seeing it with a Daddy-shaped hole in my soul.