Last night I had a date. It was a total flop. Total and complete flop. I don't know why I even went but I did, dinner and a drink. There was no spark, no interest, nothing. It was like I would rather have sat across from a cardboard cutout of someone. Sigh. Why did I go? I have no idea. I guess I was just lonely and wanted company. I should stay on the ship. Really I should. Sometimes I think there is nothing for me here, but on the ships it is different. I am alive there.
Sorry that's all I've got today. Come back tomorrow and I shall be recovered from this. I hope.