My Father never told me a story once.
He would have said “There’s a time and a place for nothing to go your way.”
I would have replied “I must have been born there.”
We would laugh un-characteristically.Then he would reply, “We are born into specific roles, teach ourselves and others by doing… But you have the gift of never learning from your mistakes.”
“I’m confused,” I would say, “But I understand.”
Then I would go home, take a lot of sleeping pills, and wake up 5 years and 3 months later.