Tuesday 28th October 1808

Dear Diary,
I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps,
And find my wonderful Will...I love him heaps!
The weather has taken a turn for the worst! We have had glorious blue skies for the past few days but today the Heavens opened and vented all their sorrow upon us. Miss Dixon and I had ventured downtown and at one point were startled by a sudden flash and a loud clap of thunder! We took shelter in a nearby emporium, Afercrombie and Bitch and perused the garments upon show therein. There was a very handsome fellow gyrating upon the threshold and I found myself entranced by the pertness of his buttocks in his tight fitting breeches. How lovely men are!
I began to regret our entrance for it was all I could do to get Miss Dixon out of there. I fear once in the presence of beautiful things she has to handle them all and try them out for size. Eventually I was able to extricate her from the building though I fear her purse was considerably lighter.
Exhausted we returned to our rooms and I had only just collapsed upon the divan when there came a frantic knocking upon the door.
It was Woody with news.
Dwight Schnitz had come up trumps and had heard of a 'Woofter' in lodgings down in the Village on the corner of Bleecker and Christopher St. I was all for setting off there at once but Woody indicated the fading light and warned it would not be safe to wander those streets after dark. I bowed to his advice but was frustrated to be so close to a happy reunion and yet held back from it. However my heart soared with the hope that tomorrow I would gaze into those lovely blue eyes once more.