Another long and weird day. Someone from my past is knocking on my door. He's everything I hate about myself but he and I have a history so here we are again.

Sorry so cryptic, I'm making some changes - dunno if for better or worse. I'll let you know soon. I always do.

But back to the trip:

20071004
Skipped all the meetings and went to the New York Hotel in Rotterdam. There I wrote postcards and had a $6 glass of water and listened to someone saying, goodbye my almost lover as I wrote my friends and family.

I picked up the pretty postcard above and thought it was a bit sad I had no one to send it to.

Oh well, there’s always tomorrow.

I’ll be in Dover tomorrow.

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Rather than discuss the obvious, I'd like to wish Caffeineguy a very happy birthday and note that I'm flying today.

I've flown for at least three 9/11s since that day.

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Ever miss a flight?

I almost missed mine this morning. I'm always almost missing flights. Not because I'm late; today I arrived with almost two hours to spare.

No, I was daydreaming again.

I heard my name on the loudspeaker a coupla times before it fully registered. I rose, grabbed my bag and ran the 30 feet to the gate. The pretty girl at the gate laughed because she said she noticed me staring out at the planes the whole time but assumed I was waiting for the next flight.

Go, go, go, she said.

I threw her a wink and a smile as I went, went, went.

Right now I'm in another nondescript upstate hotel room by myself listening to sad songs with only you, Tupac and the light from my screen for company. I'm remembering things and people I don't wanna remember but I can't forget.

And still I rise...

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I'm somewhere. Not elsewhere, I'm afraid. Just away. Here.

You know you've been traveling too much when you pull into a driveway and realize, Oh man, I've stayed here before.

I don't even remember coming to Rochester before.

You don't know it, but I'm sitting in my hotel room laughing to myself.

I spent a week here in this same hotel nine months ago. It was a strange time then. It's strange again.

Sleep. Must sleep.

I'm coming back home tonight, I think. Losing track of time.

On a different note entirely, before I left, I found a shirt an ex left at my place.

Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you've got til it's







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2:54:43 AM

12:47:16 AM

I wrote this long entry but then I deleted it.

I will say that my insomnia is resulting in a lot more late night eating than usual. Better hit the gym soon.

Someone from my past dropped me a meaningless email today. But it stopped me cold. It's so weird how someone can encompass your life and then, much later, just shoot you a random email about randomness. It made me feel very much adrift.

Speaking of which, I had dinner with a very old friend of mine yesterday who happens to be a head-shrinker. I told him that I just wanted to hop the next plane to anywhere and he laughed and said that, generally, people that have a desire to travel are looking for a place to call home.

How random.

1:46:38 AM

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12:39:22 PM

I think I'm going a little mad.

My hands won't stop shaking and I've become obsessed with idea of just hopping on a plane somewhere far away. I don't know where or what I'd do about the mortgage, the businesses, the job, everything.

I was once very happy on this little beach in just south of Denmark. I was also once happy in the Forbidden City. I was also once happy in my little apartment off 5th Avenue. I was also once happy here.

My #$@$#@$@# hands won't stop shaking.

And I still can't sleep.

I think I'm going a little mad.

12:54:41 PM
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9:49:00 PM

Last night I finally managed to get seven hours of sleep again. I felt like a different person again after I woke up.

I had lunch at a really classy and cool, old school bar. A bunch of old men were chatting it up with me and I was there for almost two hours. It was weird because the last hour was my giving them a history lesson on the rise of America as a superpower after WWII and how we made English replace French as the international language of business - I have no idea how the topic even started. They ended up buying my lunch (which made me regret that I didn't order more than just a diet coke and salad) :)

I forgot to mention that I saw that girl that I met at Ricky's rooftop party last week in the oddest of places. I was exiting my airplane and she was waiting in line to get in. The weirdest thing. I never met her before two weeks ago, she's lived right around me for three years and I see her in an airport on a Thursday getting into the plane I just got off of. What are the chances? I didn't realize it was her until a few minutes after I walked by her and it dawned on me who she was - I had that "I think I know that girl" feeling when I saw first saw her after I left the plane but I was too tired to process quickly enough. I figured it would be too strange if I went back and said "hello" so I just let it be.

I'm heading back home later this week and I'm sure I'll be bending time again this weekend.

I'm become a charmer of old men.

Eh, at least the food's paid for.

10:22:31 PM
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7:55:50 PM

I had another sleepless night. That makes two in a row. I
hope this isn't the start of another string of string of sleepless nights. I'm
cloudy headed again.

I'm on my way back home. I can't wait to relax in my own pad.

Today was the second time I took a ferry in my life - the first being earlier
this week. The water was really choppy and I had my window open and this huge
wave hit the boat absolutely soaking the driver's side of the car. I spent the
next hour I was driving with the windows open to dry out the inside. It was
very Three Stooges.

I got to the airport some three hours early and had to go through the screening
three times. The first time I had a tube of toothpaste so they made me go back
downstairs and check my bag in. The second time, it was because I lost my
ticket. The third time was after I got a copy printed.

I think both the leaving the window open and the ridiculousness at the airport
is related, somewhat, to my lack of sleep. I've really got to find a way to
sleep when I'm traveling because I'm traveling again next week.

Well, we'll have to see how tonight goes.

8:09:56 PM
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