Blast from the Past

I enjoy reading past emails I've sent.

Below please find an email I sent on June 2, 2004:

I am very red in the face.
Surprisingly, the ruddy glow is not a result of behavior, comments or clothing, but a little slap in the forehead from the sun. The sun and I have a very tumultuous relationship. And today, the sun has left me with a painful reminder that our time together is best spent apart. I do not color well.

How are you?

I hope you were able to ease back into the working days. I’m having a difficult time getting things accomplished which is feeding the beastly pile lurching in my inbox.

Things are ok. I’m ok. I am far less anxious. Another day has past which is another day closer to a stress free world.

We had an excellent rehearsal last night. I have super power, get up and go happy time mix that Dana burned for me. See, things just keep getting better.

Contrary to my white knuckled exit, I had great time with you. I look forward to time spent without preoccupation.

XO
Jaime

I am dreaming of damp grass and the spiteful sun.

One year ago, I must have been having issues with clothing, talking to people and behaving inappropriately on damp grass in the sun? 2004 Jaime enjoyed music much like 2005 Jaime. Although, 2004 Jaime probably used music as an escape from stress related anxiety and white knuckled preoccutions. It sounds like I had fun with others but readily fled social situations in grand exits. My, how far I've come.