Something has been on my mind.
Well, someone actually.
It’s Christi and she is really the only story that needs to be finished before I can leave.
The last time I talked to her was on May 10, 1994. That was when I took the roller blades back and woke her up and then watched TV with Hank. All she did was roll her eyes because I woke her up. Since then, I’ve heard through other people that she thinks I’ve changed and that I act big and bad.
The people who told me this disagree. I knew that I annoyed her, so I simply thought, “Well forget her then,” and I stayed away.
It’s been about three months and I’ve done just that. But I can’t leave without settling this.
And August 10th looked like a good day to do just that. I wonder if I will.