Mark's Pages

June 5, 2010:

She visited in my little childhood apartment, cuddled in my little childhood bed, stayed up nights talking and kissing, beaming and beaming and beaming, so happy to see me after the summer apart.

She was so happy then.

But she was unwell somehow. Stomach spasms, headaches, nightmares, nausea.

I enjoyed introducing her to the things I loved about my home town. Restaurants, Mission Bay, Harold and Maude at the Ken. But there was ever that background that perhaps she was ill.