Friday, December 31^st 1999
2:55 am

Dear log,
6 months...
It's ok though, no one cares.
Haven't read a word from good old Tiff...
She truly did abandon me...
A lot has happened the past 6 months, too much to put in writing...
And I don't have the time or will anyway...
I'm back with Eva.
Don't ask me why, I sometimes don't know myself...
We simply don't fit and we know it.
I know I can't marry her...
She knows the same...
So I guess I'm wondering...
I'm supposed to start learning again next week...
And I quit my job today so I'll be able to concentrate on my studies.
I wish I could write more, but my mind is a blank...
Writer's block?
Life block seems more like it...
My small audience is gone...
And I feel like I'm standing in a huge empty stage... Screaming yet no one hears me...
I guess I will need to accept the fact that in the end, it will be me and my machine...
Happy Y2K world...
A part of me wishes there will be no life after 2000.
END OF LOG