I Am The Body Of My Father

There are times when I look in the mirror and catch my father's face instead of mine. Quite strange, because, when I was young, everyone said that I looked like my mother rather than my father. I think that, in old, age, a man will look like his father no matter what.

I also recall the smell of my father's sweat from the discarded clothes and pillows in his room. Years later, I smell the same inside my own room. The scent is familiar, and it takes me some time before I realize that it is the way my father's sweat used to smell like.