One of the strangest days

Yesterday was. In one way at least.

My last post seems kind of confused. All I ment was that I miss her and wonder why she doesn't answer any of my messages. I don't know if you read this, but I do think you got the address to this English version once. I realized that after writing that post.

Yesteday I made a little trip to another city (two actually) and met a person I've never met before. I've done things like that before, but this was somewhat different. It was good, but it's a risk it'll get complicated. Of course. Then, on my way home, I got a poem from a guy at the train. That was bizarre. Obviously I had inspired him to write it. He slipped me a note where he explained that and had written down a poem about how beautiful I was. Made me smile and laugh.