Feb. 10, 2004 - 1:06 a.m.
Too much time on my hands, so I've been traipsing down memory lane today instead of doing something productive. (Procrastination IS an art form.)
Spent some time online on Yahell doing member searches for Rain and Blue. A few weeks ago, we took my daughter to her first opera (The Magic Flute), and as we were driving back home, I pointed out the location of where we used to live uptown. It brought back memories of those days, brief though they were, and I found myself missing Blue once again.
It never ceases to amaze me how much of an impact he had on my life, even after almost 7 years. But as usual, I ran into dead ends.
It's very hard to accept that I may never see him again. I just feel like there is something unfinished left to do.
