Friday, December 19, 2003
I want so badly to send you a card for the holidays. I know it isn't the right thing to do, and I am not going to do it, but God, I want to. Why is that? What is it about you that makes me so damned obsessive?
There aren't enough hours in the day to make it easy to throw a holiday party like the ones my parents used to throw. I don't know how they did it. Maybe some of my nostalgia is related to the season. I hope so, because if that is the case, I may get a little better before I go on the cruise. I wish you were coming with me. Or happening to be on the same ship. Running into you somewhere unexpected... what a great fantasy.
Never gonna happen, I know, but by gosh, if it did!
Back to reality now.
There aren't enough hours in the day to make it easy to throw a holiday party like the ones my parents used to throw. I don't know how they did it. Maybe some of my nostalgia is related to the season. I hope so, because if that is the case, I may get a little better before I go on the cruise. I wish you were coming with me. Or happening to be on the same ship. Running into you somewhere unexpected... what a great fantasy.
Never gonna happen, I know, but by gosh, if it did!
Back to reality now.
