So The Dentist should be arriving today if the plan was as it was when I left my island. And I’m giddy. Like a schoolgirl. It’s kind of sad and pathetic but at the same time so wonderful. For my sake, please hope he shows up. If he doesn’t, I’m still leaving for the next country in the morning.
Oh, he has my phone because I accidently left it under my pillow on the island. So if not for romance, for my poor phone. Somedays, I really do wonder about me. Most days though, I wonder about everyone else.
What’s the verdict? Am I pathetic?
