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monday, august 24, 1998, 02:16 so. i'm back. it was fun, and now i'm tired, and i have the whole account on the trip in pictures and words elsewhere, but for some reason, i just want to go to sleep right now. call me crazy, but i just want to get under the covers, in this hot, humid place, and sleep forever. which of course will be impossible, but hey, whatever. last thoughts while sitting on that big boat somewhere along the lines of sitting and waiting for the last day on earth, for the world to just end, that i would go to sleep and everything would be over. sitting on the deck as one by one my drunken companions would slip off to sleep and most likely out of each others lives forever for when am i ever going to cross paths with this girl from paducah or that boy from sacramento ever again? though it could happen. and sitting out there, with only the sound of the passing waves and the distant rumble of the engines (i think i've written these words before), it felt like i was going to see the last one go, and then be done with it all. and in a way, that's what happened. the person that i had built up to meet all of these people died that night. and i'm not sure if i'm ever going to find him again. so. brooke, heath, jacobi, trevor and christina. hello. and goodbye. the person you might have known is gone for a bit. and i'm back. i wonder where he went. and whether i'll cross paths with that other me ever again.
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