My father, Odysseus has been gone so long I thought I'd restart his blog. I know that I am supposed to be a man now. Even one of dad's old friends said so, who visited today. But I just cannot stop thinking that maybe my own father is dead. I need to be strong though, for my mother. She is the most sad that Odysseus is gone. She was even down enough to stop our amazing minstrel from playing one of his best songs. I mean come on! I was waiting all day to hear that one. I guess that if the main leader of a household is gone, the next one in line must take that position. Well anyway, the visitor, Mentes, gave me some very promising advice. He said to get rid of these suitors, who do not respect me or my father. Then I'll build a raft, and search the seas for any tale or rumor of my fathers existance. I shall vistit the red-haired king of Sparta, and Nestor of Pylos just as fatherly Mentes instructed. Daddy's still got a chance! Now I must rest for I have a long day ahead of me.
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