August 7th, 1990
Flight from LHR – SEA
First time in Seattle and the view from my room of office blocks and sailboats in the distance looks interesting. I’d love to go out for a walk but the eight-hour time change has left me feeling listless but if I go to bed now I’ll be awake at two in the morning. What’s a girl to do? I know, I’ll ring my LA lover!
“How far are you from Seattle?”
“I guess it’s about an eighteen-hour drive.”
“What are you waiting for?” I asked, only half joking.
“I wish,” David sighed. “Hey, did you write your diary yet?”
“Not yet. Why?”
“I was just thinking about your expression when you concentrate while you write.”
“Oh, you were, were you?”
“Uh-huh. I kinda love it.”
“I’m glad to hear that.”
“Guess what else I love?”
I felt my little heart swell. “What else?”
“You. I love you.”
“I love you too.”