In hindsight...

This morning I couldn't help thinking that all things being equal I should have been in Miami right about now. I would have been wrapped up in a sarong, sipping a Mai Tai, hung over but feeling good, and tanned red and blue. I would have been exhausted but feeling good, giddy, elated out of mind, and excited to be in a new city. I would have saved myself from the very fruitless weekend I encountered, from the horrendous stalking that was my cross to bear yesterday and the boring dinners that cost too much but contributed too little to my wellbeing. But life had some other plans I suppose, and even though I am not enjoying the alternate plans, I can't help wishing I should have bitten the bullet and driven myself up there.

And just as well, I came across this email today, this last desperate plea that I sent to my friend on 04/30/08 in an effort to save me from this here boring week. You would think that this would move him to at least to say, "I wish I could but I just can't." He didn't even respond. Not a peep from him. I must have that effect on people.

Dear *Anita's Friend:

I really need this vacation, for reasons I can only disclose to you in person. And I would really like to go to Miami. So please give it some more thought and let me know. I will owe you big time for this. I know it's weird that I am asking you for this favor, but you are one of my oldest (American) friends. And I somewhat trust you :-)

Have a good day and let me know your response when you can.

*Name Withheld for no particular reason.