Jane Says

I read about your dream last night. I'm sorry. That can fuck with your head so much. It's painful to be so vividly and cruelly reminded how much you ache for someone you'll likely never see or hear from again. As though it's not maddening enough to have to deal with it in your waking hours on a daily basis. Dreams can ignite the strongest emotions. It's like you had another few precious hours and moments with him, but were only ripped away again when you awoke.

I did look for him in San Fran. Well, not so much actively sought him out, as kept my eye(s) peeled for anyone resembling him. My mind teased me there. I must've seen 15 people I thought could've been him. And specifically one man sat on church steps on the corner as I walked back to my hostel late one night. I felt certain it was him enough so that a good few minutes later, I made myself return for a second look.

Well.. you know the outcome.

Never give up hope... you might find one day your endurance rewarded.