Monday, I wanted you back. Tuesday, I decided you couldn't have me back. Wednesday, I realised it didn't matter to you. Thursday, I tried to make it not matter to me. Friday, I figured it was time to leave
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Ya well, you've company in that, though my divorce in thick in the heat of battle over the fate of the Lenard Cohen CDs and who gets the kids tuesday nights.
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first post, woot. this never happens.
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4 am Sunday, in the rain, waiting for BART to open so I can get home and sleep.
Realizing that I wasn't going to be married much longer.
Learning what bittersweet feels like.
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