1:03 P.M.
My ass is totally draggin� today. I�m still having problems with my asthma in the new place and I don�t think I slept a wink.
I went through all of my stuff last night and threw out anything and EVERYTHING I ever associated with Kitty, including the Jack Vettrianno painting he brought me from NYC and every piece of jewelry he�s ever given me. I have stripped my scrapbook of any Memorabilia I may have at one time associated with Mister Kitty.
Eventually I will forget all about him.
I�m too exhausted to feel bitter and angry anymore, but I can�t help but wish I would have let go sooner. I had so many chances to go my own way, or go along with some other poor stranger. Shoulda� Coulda�. Woulda�.
NEVER AGAIN.
