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i talked to my dad today on the phone today. it was his birthday. the phone call was one of the best i've had with him over the phone. i was talking with mickey a little about the relationship i have with my parents as they live on the other side of the world.

the converstations we usually have on the phone feel a little forced at times because we don't see each other that much and it hardly ever seems like many new things have happened in their lives since they moved to kuwait over 3 years ago. usually its about how my mom's job is terrible and she wants to quit but stays on anyways, and how the dogs are doing (and sometimes they try and get the dogs to respond to my voice but doesn't work), and then i tell them what's going on in my life.

but this time, for some reason, i was able to talk to my dad more like a friend than my dad. and i this sounds weird/bad, and it's not like the things we talked about were different then normal, but it was mostly when we talked about how they are going to be moving to moscow in february. kuwait, in my opinion, hasn't been that great for them as there isn't that much to do and that my mom's job sucks so much.

so i'm really excited for them to move to russia. i asked my dad if they were excited. he said one day they are excited, the next they are really nervous, which to me is really good to hear because i was feeling like kuwait was getting to be too "hum drum" for them, and that some nervous excitement is just what they need. he was telling me how different it will be from the other places we've lived (cairo, dubai, jakarta) and how the fairly recent change from communism effects relations and trust between westerners and russians, it was all very interesting to me.

also, i'm probably going to be visiting them for a month or so this summer which i'm also really excited about.

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