Monday, February 28, 2011

The end

Um, breaking up is harder than I remembered/anticipated. I think I was right and it is right but there's a lot of untangling that has to go on.

And I forgot the thing about cars: because he lives in my neighborhood I see his car around. And there's always that couple of months that you're extra sensitive to, like, white Hyundais or whatever, but that CRV was going to be mine once. These camp chairs I need to return were there on the first night I knew he was in and they were going to me mine once too.

Eight months is a long time.