Diary entries relating to "cats"
Tuesday, October 24, 2000
I was cleaning out a cedar chest today, when I found a photo of him. I hadn't thought about him in a long time; he was my first.
I could feel my heart beating faster as I gazed at the photograph. He's the reason why I've been so hesitant to commit myself again, despite the fact that my friends tell me I've got to put the past...