November 1st, 1980
A month has passed since I last spoke to Morgan. I left two messages. I don't want to push her, so I'm giving her space.
I miss her scent. And the feel of her arms around me. I long for the way she understood me and my demented ideas.
School is less challenging with no side activities. I have been following a basic routine. Wake up, go to school, come home, sleep. It's monotonous and boring but it's all I can do to keep from quitting school and becoming a hermit.
I've debated taking a year or two off and traveling. Morgan said she always wanted to visit the Whitsunday Islands in Australia. Maybe I can convince her to talk if I offer her a trip there or around the world. It's worth a try.
I'll leave one more message and visit her work to let her know my plans. I really hope she accepts my offer. I would send her alone if that's what it takes to earn her forgiveness.
I'm becoming pathetic. I can see it. I hear it in my broken, winey voice. Despite that realization, I would still give anything to make this right.
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