March 14, 2003
In a handful of words, his voice ripped me through time, yanked me back a year. Was it only a year - has it been a year yet? The memory, the experience, has become imprinted on my DNA and so the passing of time appears irrelevant. I am disappointed I haven't made more "progress" distancing myself then realize it has only been since New Years' I've acknowledged that however ideally we are suited, it will never come to pass in this lifetime. Now we watch each other cope with life's disappointments and desperately hope the other finds happiness first. RAH!