Certain steps, once taken, can never be re-traced. For better or worse, I will not be the same. 2:55 pm, here I am... In a couple of hours, my heart will be somewhere completely different. I hope there is excitement and understanding, and communication (or one of those silences dripping with words)... But just in case I get that familiar sensation of a sinking heart, I hope I can summon some strength. It will be a noisy night, and those can be the most lonesome of all.