August 16, 2003
I don't know what I had hoped to get from this trip. It is certainly nice to get away from home for a few days, look at other things, that it about the extent of it. Everywhere I go, I am still there, and nothing really changes even with the change of venue. Everything inside me is still as mixed up as it was when I left home and it will still be that way when I get back. I am tired and I desperately need the rest that I'm not going to get, not tonight anyhow, maybe some day.