I feel so bad about this. I tried so hard to make this one thing work. Lately, it seems the harder we work, the faster things slip away from me. I'm so tired of trying so hard and having nothing to show for it.
I feel like a bad wife, I'm tired, and now I have to tell Mike the one thing he's looked forward to for a month can't happen. This fucking sucks.
And the worst part is that I miss seeing my friends. I was so looking forward to seeing everybody - - anybody. We both were.
There ain't much future for a man who works the sea
But there ain't no island left for islanders like me