Went to my old adorable house. Unfortunately, it's was a shadow of its former self. The place is barren and trashed. Made me sad. Then I saw Brokeback Mountain. Got more depressed. I didnít cry like I usually do, but my heart ached later while I rode the subway home. It stayed with me. Heath made Brooklyn proud.
Finally, I met up with friends of Betsy and Mike to wish them a bon voyage to Sinapore. I will hopefully be there to visit them in about a year and a half.