I woke up this morning.
Began my daily routine of brushing my teeth, checking my e-mail, getting coffee started, scanning Facebook for the latest in friend news.
This morning, the latest in friend news was a picture of The Ex with another girl I sort of know. His co-worker. Or something along those lines.
Maybe those lines are now along the dating lines.
It's been at least five hours and I am still trying to talk myself off the ledge, listing off all the reasons I really shouldn't care, how I'm doing so well, I'm squashing old patterns, I'm alright, I'm great, I don't want to be with him, I really don't.
I don't.
So why does this bother me so much?
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