…I saw J in the food court today at lunch with his broken shoulder. I was with Am, but it was weird how his presence took up my entire attention. He didn’t stay long, because he had his daughter with him, but he did sit and make some small talk with us. No idea what anyone said. Funny thing is, I kinda felt sad when he left. Am I ready for this? If not what on earth does it mean?”

Diary entry, August 26, 2001