What hurts the most....

I'm sorry about those past few posts (minus that last one). Ever since I got off the boat I've been having a hard time adjusting back to reality. Its not that I floated off to Never Never Land, but its more that I realized I never got over Andy. I can't forget Andy, and most of you reading this have no idea who Andy is and that's fine. I really don't feel like sharing that. He has some distant relation to the ship, but the ship brought him back into my life again. I didn't see him, I haven't seen him in about 18 months, but it still hurts. And I wasn't expecting the hurt, it knocked the wind out of me and I haven't fully recovered. I don't know when I will, but I promise no more writing about how much I hurt. That's what my journal is for.