If Tomorrow Comes

"I'll never forget this day--my last day with you.  And I don't know when I'll see you again."
The words of a lover, Tom thought.
-Patricia Highsmith
"The Boy Who Followed Ripley"

Twenty-five years ago today

March 17, 1986
Monday

I had a bite of breakfast at mom's house. Then Ashley and I went to Lafayette to meet Amy and Daniel for lunch. We went to the park and ate Chinese food. We went over to the swings on the playground while at the park. We fed the ducks, too. It was quaint early afternoon. By 2PM I was on my way home.

Ashley and I were both tired. Ash fell asleep at mom's house. Mom was there, so that left me to freely go for a bike ride in my newly arrived bib shorts. I looked sexy in them. I heard a few honking of the car horns as I swiftly rode passed high traffic intersections. There were a number of double-takes in my direction. It was kind of fun.

I stopped by John's house but Ashley wasn't there, so I went to mom and dad's house to get her. She was still sleeping at 5PM. When she woke up I took her home.

After dropping Ashley off at her house I slept at my own place until 7PM. I decided to head out for the gym. Rick was there. Leonard was just leaving.
Leonard informed me, "This is my last week in Hayward. I've had it with this area."
I think I said something like, "You have to do what's right for you."
I was really thinking, "Whatever, man."

Mark Landreth spoke to me for a while.
Mark said, "I haven't been here since last Tuesday or Wednesday."
I said, "Your SUNKIST shirt makes me thirsty."
Mark laughed.
As our respective workouts continued I asked Mark, "Are you taking another break?"
"It's good for me."

After the workout I telephoned Chad at around nine-thirty but he wasn't there. I had previously called and left a message with Larry at around three o'clock. Chad never returned my call.

I watched Sidney Sheldon's movie "IF TOMORROW COMES" and then went to bed.

Things crossed my mind while in bed. I realized that Chris Cordellos had taken my NEWS STAFF short-sleeved shirt that I like so much (Creep!). I think I will have Karen Craven cut my hair the next time. She says she knows how to cut hair.




At some point after everyone else was asleep, I wandered away from the inn in a daze and ended up on the sea cliffs, staring out into the darkness with the sound of the roaring water below me.
-Arthur Golden
"Memoirs of a Geisha"