…not really, just poking my head out. I really should have called you last night or the night before. My loss, but I’ve been in a funk and it probably wouldn’t have been fun. Or would it… I shouldn’t have told you about Sunday. But the die has been cast, as they say. We’ll see what happens. For the record, you do have pretty eyes and I really should be attracted to you, but I’m not I still think about you every day and wonder what you are doing with your life. I think about you too and wonder if you will say yes this time when he proposes to you I need to buy you a plane ticket so I can se you before you leave the continent. I just want to wish you a happy birthday. I wish you could forgive me, but I understand. Happy Birthday to you too. I saw someone walking down the street who looked like you the other day. I should call you so we can spend the day at a museum. Or hot tubbing. Either way, it would be fun.