June 10th, 2002


I'm thinking of going travelling. I've got the money, I'm going to get the passport, and I think I've got the friends. Three major stops: Toronto, NYC, Virginia. Time: Last July/Early August. Work's fine with it, and, well.

But, the parents. They're worried, Dad in particular. He said, this morning, that he couldn't sleep all night, that it's another bombshell.

It's unfair to them, I know. Which is why I intend to try and prepare them for it, for me, for a travelling me. I can do it, I know. I hope I'll be able to follow suit.

Or am I expecting too much of them?