February 10, 2004
A phone call gone wrong. We ended up angry at one another. You became very sarcastic, and I became very defensive. You got more sarcastic, and I got more defensive, each in turn, cyclical, world with out end... and we ended up losing the signal on the cell as I drove to work. And here I am, scribbling these words on the back of my train bulletin. I know you have concerns about this. I have mine as well, but I have faith in us. And that faith overrides my concerns. I wish you had that faith in us too.