2001-11-15 - 7:30 p.m.
my hands are cold.
i can't help but feel stressed about this trip that starts tomorrow.
i'm afraid to be disappointed, i guess.
i guess what i need right now is for him to call, and tell me he wants me there.
after all this is a legitimate feeling. the last time i took a plane to where he was...it almost ruined everything.my faith in him. my heart. our friendship.
i'm afraid he doesn't tell what he wants to.ever.
and i can't seem to do anything i am suppose to lately.
and i miss having friends near.
and i miss being far away.
and my hands are still cold.
