I’m tired and the time difference between here and home is killing me, but last night was amazing and I’m so happy that it happened. I never thought I would receive an apology about last summer; I wasn’t sure I deserved one, but I got one. And it felt sincere. And I feel lighter about it. I feel better. And I hope that whatever inspired that moment, that it continues to inspire moments, that it allows for other real moments. And maybe one day, actual friendship could come from some of this mess.
Business travels are weird and lonely.
Some nights it gets so bad, I almost pick up the phone…
I stopped caring about you leaving when I started caring about myself, and you know what, I’m happy without that little bit of hurt that was always there before. I’m happy.
Thank you for making me feel like a joke. Thank you for indulging in the mania that I was living last summer. Thank you for forcing me to hit the bottom and climb out on my own. I’m okay now. I’m okay.
I’m filming some parasailing this afternoon in La Heina, I need a girl to go up with me… Who wants to fly with me?
Oh, Rufio… my thirteen year old self is crying that I live in the midwest and not Cali