deep thoughts.

so tonight i missed my grandpa, a lot.
i often dream about what my summers in st. george could be with my grandpa here.

how late would we all stay up talking?
would we ever ride to work and home together?
how often did he go on the floor at work, what would he said to me if he saw me?
would we go to panda garden together, and reminisce on past visits?

i hope he'd play the piano to wake me up on sundays.
i hope we'd watch the news and get into political discussions.
i hope he'd call me into his office at work and ask me questions and make me feel important.
i hope he knows how much i miss him.