3AM THOUGHTS
3AM THOUGHTS I grew up in a home shaped by absence. My father came from a broken family. He was a drummer, always speaking of his own father—my grandfather—as one of the greatest to ever hold sticks. A man who […]
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3AM THOUGHTS I grew up in a home shaped by absence. My father came from a broken family. He was a drummer, always speaking of his own father—my grandfather—as one of the greatest to ever hold sticks. A man who […]