He replied to two of my e-mails- one saying that he read my survey, but that he doesn't take part in surveys (says they're a waste of time), and the second one saying he was replying to let me know he wasn't trying to ignore me. I feel like a loser writing all of this stuff down, but it makes me feel better about my life, and it helps me reflect. Anyway, tonight was the music festival, and he was there, in a black tux. Gosh, he's super good looking, but, of course, I didn't stare (I just caught the occasional glance). Somehow, I felt his eyes were upon me, but it was definitely in my head. Really, there's nowhere else to look when someone is performing- it was out of respect. I happened to glance in his folder and spot a solo called "Thoughts of Love" (I didn't know right away it was his music, not until I recognized his name at the top). I immediately started fantasizing about how the song was just for me, and that he thought of me every time he played it. At least my illusion made me happy. :D It hurts so much to love someone you can never have. I hate being the frog in all of this. Maybe the frog should start dreaming of other frogs.