April 20, 2018:
The third was my one true love.
The coveted beauty not yet content.
I loved her and we had different goals, different habits, different schedules, different chemical preferences.
On that trip she had a nasty yeast infection for which the ER phone line prescribed yogurt. Good luck finding probiotic yogurt in Clairemont on a Sunday. She suffered, I felt bad for her, there was not much I could do.
I suppose in a way that could be a summary of the relationship. One or the other was in near-constant pain. Because we loved each other, and we had different goals, different habits, different schedules, and different chemical preferences.
Apart from her infection I remember nothing of the trip.