There's No Road Coming Back This Way...

THIS is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,— The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty. Her message is committed To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet countrymen, Judge tenderly of me! Emily Dickinson

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Just a 30 something,divorced, disillusioned woman trying to find humanity in the big city.

Monday, January 23, 2006

What the hell is wrong with me?

I just checked the other blog/web site that I had mentioned a few days ago. Is it that I always want what I can't have? I love the way he writes, his photos, his sense of humor, and his thoughts on everything I've read so far. Yet he lives in Seattle and hasn't returned my last email which was well over a month ago. Unless I just show up on his door step (very uncool) then we'll probably never speak. It's driving me insane because I'd really like to get to know him again, and I haven't a clue what to do about it, or how to make that happen. I'd like to say "Oh well" and move on, but I can't get him out of my head.

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