My father and I stopped talking on December 25th, 2016. I changed addresses and my phone number. The only method of communication we had left was Instagram, which he barely used. Every time I felt the urge to pick up the phone I would instead create an Instagram post full of longing, hope, sadness, nostalgia, or resentment. This one sided conversation ended on its 472nd day when he made is first and only reply. I have saved and cataloged the year long digital performance as an eBook, which can be downloaded below. Contact me for a higher resolution file.