Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
no.
disappointment.
why?
hershey park sky.
“what’s the fee?”
a cost for feeling free.
but can we, dad, can we?
jumbo the gumbo,
teletron telethon
through a carne’s
megatron.
wheel me up, Ferris!
twenty-five minutes at
a the top—
starting with Fee—
the best concert
experience
a working dad
could have
afforded me.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, June 16 , 2026.
Tittu
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Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
Online) - Published: June 16th, 2026 08:27
- Comment from author about the poem: Phans will understand. 🐠 While Phish has neither confirmed nor denied the accuracy of this account, certain parties familiar with August 14, 1996, including Reba, may consider it substantially true. The author maintains that this was, in fact, the best concert experience a working dad could have afforded him.
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Comments2
Well written . Your poem reflects the contrast between the desire for joy and financial constraints. It speaks to the universal experience of children longing for experiences that bring them happiness, often complicated by their parents’ economic realities. The act of asking "Can we, dad, can we?" encapsulates the innocence of childhood hope in the face of adult responsibilities.
a good write my friend
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