Damn you Phantom of the Opera.

Think of me,
think of me fondly when we've said goodbye.
Remember me once in a while,
please promise me you'll try.
When you find that once again you long
to take your heart backand be free,
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for me.

We never said our love was evergreen,
or as unchanging as the sea
but if you can still remember
stop and think of me.

Think of all the things we've shared and seen
don't think about the things which might have been.
Think of me. . .
think of me waking silent and resigned.
Imagine me,trying too hard to put you from my mind.
Recall those days, look back on all those times,
think of the things we'll never do
there will never be a day, when I won't think of you . . . .

It's really boring around here. Andrea called me and we talked for a while. She's having some tough times with her employment. I feel terrible for her. Let myself cry in front of her this morning (my ultimate trust bond). I think she knew how much that meant to me.

I'd be out doing something incredibly stupid and dangerous right now but I simply don't have the strength. If I could bring myself to eat, I'd do it.

I went for a long moped ride today after my pre-op appointment too. My face and hands went numb after five minutes. It was nice though. I forgot what it was like to see the town via moped. It's such a different experience than biking, walking, driving.... It's relaxing. I'm still lonely though.