Saturday, August 25, 2007

Oh, the bitter irony

So any of you that may be reading this may probably already know that I recently broke up with my girlfriend. Most of you don't know the many circumstances surrounding this break-up.

I had been considering calling things off for a while before it actually happened. I was enjoying myself, but I was also realizing that it wasn't really going anywhere. In the long-term, it just wouldn't have worked out.

In any case, last Sunday my roommate came home thoroughly depressed. He had been dating a certain girl for a while who he was relatively sure he wanted to marry, and she had broken up with him. I felt bad for the chap and offered to take him out to dinner that week. It actually turned out to be Tuesday's lunch, and as he thanked me for buying his food, I said mostly in jest, "Don't worry. My girlfriend will probably break up with me tonight and you can buy me lunch sometime."

A few hours later, I was walking home with her, and she turned to me and said "There's something that I need to talk to you about." Really not that surprised, I responded "I know." More surprised than me I suppose, she said "You do?" And a few minutes later, we were no more.

At the time, it didn't really have an effect on me. It's only be recently that I've been looking back and noticing how attached I was even though I didn't really realize it. The biggest sign of any sort of abnormality is that I've been doing more things on whims and especially buying things. I've had some lonely times, but I sure that I'll be relieved and back to normal pretty quick.

Meanwhile, I'm sitting here alone on a quiet Saturday night.