Journal snippet from the end of a long analogy
about the dying of a love once so beautiful being like being
on a boat out in the ocean and then jumping ship when the
sun goes down, still holding onto the hand of the one you love,
the one who is beginning to sail away:

"Though at present we sail in darkness, the sunlight is both
a part of our past and our future lives."

I can't deny - I am dramatic.

Today I feel sad. But don't worry, I know that God will make
all things clear in time.

I need to get out of my apartment now. Bye, friend.