put your hand in my hand
i had a wonderful night....out with the talk of the town apparently. i am going back to boston around the 20th and then going straight to work. this means i shall be joining the rest of the world and getting a cell phone. ughhhh :\ but whatever, its time. i hate unreturned / ignored phone calls and the problem with letters is that they document feelings that may be fleeting. i'm variable and i take things as they come, when they come and if they dont...after a certain amount of time, then i bid goodbye to them. i miss you; my heart misses you; but youre not around and neither is your voice. i dont resent anything except distance, but its not my fault and i feel ive done everything i can and still am a step behind. im going to bed alright and maybe when i wake up, i will be the same.