Hannah

Sometimes love comes at a very high price.

The days dragged out to weeks and now the weeks to months. I’m into my second full month without her. I thought it would get easier and easier to get her out of my mind but the progress is so slow. I see her face everywhere I go. Stupid little things in my home remind me of her. I miss her eyes, her smile, the way she flipped her ponytail. I pull her long blond hair off of everything. How long will it take to get all those hairs out of here, probably a while? We were together for three very long years.

My work has been so bad. My boss has decided to be an asshole at just the wrong time. How do they intuitively know when to pile on the asshole? I’ve been at odds with my family all Spring. I just need a break.

That’s it! A break, a trip, a vacation, an adventure! Where can I go? Hmm. A cruise? That’s it a cruise!

But I hate boats and don’t want to spend time on the water. I did hear of a cruise out of Miami that only stops in two places, San Juan and Cancun. Maybe that’s for me. I called my favorite lady Jill at the travel agency in Cary, NC. I told her, “get me outta here ASAP!”

The boat leaves Monday, so I’ll fly out of Raleigh/Durham on Saturday, direct to Miami. I know my way around Miami like it was my hometown. It will be fun seeing my favorite sites and eating my favorite sushi. Oh…