2004-05-25 - 11:50 p.m.
you came over to bring my banjo back, and i missed it, because i forgot to go to work and had to go. i had been looking forward to it all day, or rather just trying to think of the type of interaction we would have; whether you'd stay and chat for a while and hug me goodbye or if you'd leave straight away. I think it was the only chance I had to get to see you again without seeming desperate. Now all I've got is an image of you in my head visiting the house without me in it.
