Trust me, I wasn't on anything when I wrote this, just young and idealistic.
Date: 1 January 1980
Word count: 774 words

I put myself in a self-imposed exile. I spoke to no one, avoided contact with people.
Date: 2 January 1980
Word count: 331 words

Midnight. We walked hand in hand along the shore, though the wind was strong we felt nothing at all. Couldn't take my eyes off you, knew the same was happening to you. Morning. We swam alone in the blueist part of the sea, just the seagulls, the breeze, you and me. Couldn't get enough of each other, wished we could stay here forever. Noon. We rowed out to the opposite side of the lake, the soft sun overhead keeping us barely awake. We swept gently downstream, sharing in each others' dreams. Dusk. We watched the sun set the rainbows free,...
Date: 1 October 1988
Word count: 286 words

I am leaning against a doorway, waiting for you. I am quietly listening to the soft whispers of the rain, waiting for you. I am reading the faces of the people swimming past me, waiting for you. I turn up the collar of my coat as the crisp cool breeze sweep past me. I blow gently into my cupped hands, as you always did, my breath warming my numb fingers. Droplets of rain collect in the overhang above the doorway. Soon one adventurous drop will roll forward, hesitate at the edge before pushing over and falling gracefully into the growing...
Date: 2 October 1988
Word count: 644 words