September 28, 2009:

I had a photograph of her, beautiful in her charming red bowler, on our only date. We rode the kiddie train in Balboa Park with friends of mine, her looking nervous with people she didn't know, but also I think very happy to have been asked.

Lost, long ago, along with so much else, in that moment when I became severed from myself.

The one most regretted, the beautiful sad girl in the charming red bowler, who liked me, and would have been real.