Tuesday, November 8, 1983
Coffee bar
I met Barry, Lindsey and Shelley in the library coffee bar. I hadn’t seen Lindsey since last Wednesday at Masquerades and Shelley for a week. Lindsey and Liddy were selling Next Steps today around the mini-market, and all the old twinges of self-contempt surfaced.
Anyway, Barry and I went to the Cellar and came home where I lay on my bed and wrestled with mixed feelings. I think at this point in time the chance of me not going have become more apparent. Either way, I will have to sort it out soon.
I could miss so much and perhaps forsake a never-to-be-repeated opportunity.
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