Wednesday, May 05, 2004
I have returned.
It was a lovely cruise, and I cannot wait to go again, but you were not there. And believe me, I looked. If you were, you were hiding, because I spent every waking hour looking at people and wandering the ship. I even talked to strangers on this trip. Not like the me I've become at all.
But very like the me I used to be. Perhaps you can go home again.
It was a lovely cruise, and I cannot wait to go again, but you were not there. And believe me, I looked. If you were, you were hiding, because I spent every waking hour looking at people and wandering the ship. I even talked to strangers on this trip. Not like the me I've become at all.
But very like the me I used to be. Perhaps you can go home again.
