Chapter 142: Some Pacific Ocean glitter for dad

Growing up, I traveled alot with my dad. And early on, I learnt that there was one circumstance when I did best to let him be: when he was watching the glitter on the ocean from the afternoon sun, with his Ray-Bans on and earphones in his ears. Then, I knew he was listening to music and being filled up by the light. That was his church. The glitter in the water. That was his time.

But now he doesn’t get to see the wide open sea very often anymore. So here is some glitter for him, from the Pacific Ocean.