The Day I Met A Man

Dear friend,

I saw a guy the other day, 23rd June at the Grand Canyon, Arizona. I can't seem to remember how he looks like but I do remember him looking a little Asian. Asians who grow up in the USA really do look a little different from Asians who grew up in Asia. I caught him looking (my way) at the gift store down at Village Transfer. I never got to say "Hi" or "Hello, my name is Joey". I could not bring myself to because I would probably be stared at really weirdly. 

"Hello"
-Cute guy looks at me weirdly-
-Cue for Joey to start running the other direction-

But why the big fuss over 1 guy who I thought was looking at me? He (or the incident) intrigues me. As of right now, I think he was beyond cute. It was something intriguing (wow, the vocabulary used). I noticed that he was wearing a grey Under Armor shirt but I can't seem to recall what he wore as a bottom or his footwear. I believe the reason I took note of the shirt was because I was wearing Under Armor that day too. 

Here is a story about me being creepy. I am so desperate to find just who that guy was that I googled "Grand Canyon 23rd June" and searched on Twitter "Grand Canyon". 

OMG JOEY TO EARTH PLEASE! 

I could have gotten the date wrong as well. I lost track of time during my more than 2 weeks long vacation.

Love always, 
Joey

Just ended the vacation of my life (for now)

This morning has been nothing but dreadful. Tangled in my sheets, I woke up crying. It was a blur but between my dreams and reality, it all seemed so real. Chest heaving, clouded vision and a war lost. 

I try. I died.