July 10?, 2004
I’m talking to this man. He tells me Sean is leving. I ask if I can see him and he says okay. He drives me to this blue/yellow small house. I know on the door and his mom answers. She lets me in. I see Sean and he’s smiling. He goes to the fireplace and starts packing, I think. He seems sort of sad, I guess. So I go up to him and put my arms around his waist, and it feels “larger” than I had expected. I can sense his mom looking at me. She says something about me putting my arms around Sean. But Sean says, “It’s okay, he’s gay, and he loves me.”
Then I am soo happy and I try to help him. And he puts his around me and it feels so right, but so far from reality…
His mom says something like “that boy has his around you” or maybe “It’s not right” or something again…