just in case you ever do get tired of being gone
So, I saw the ex yesterday. It was really sort of odd, because I recognized his wrist. Also, it was sort of ironic because of an event that had occurred earlier in the day, which I initially told you about but have since decided you don't need to know. Except it was about getting closure.

Once I got done with work, I went over to the mall that is the root of all evil in the world to talk to Nancy, because actually I wanted to get the key to her apartment so I could go do some free laundry, and then I ended up staying and talking to people, and I was standing out front talking to two of my co-workers, one of whom was Norah, who I adore, and I glance over toward the Pottery Barn Kids, and there he is, just ambling along, carrying a Banana Republic bag. And I mention that I've just seen him, and Norah turns right around, although by that time he had turned the corner. So she marched over to the spot and made a fairly obvious production of looking for him, but she didn't see anyone, so she came back, muttering that I was lying to her, to see if I could make her go over there, WHICH I WAS NOT, NORAH, IF YOU'RE READING THIS, and then he came back around the corner. (Norah: "Oh.") So he walked by, and I couldn't do anything more than look at him out of the corner of my eye (I mean, if he's still playing the "I don't see you" game, well, two can play, or maybe he didn't see me, I don't know, it's not like I tried to get his attention) and I was thinking he looked skinnier than I remembered, and that was that. So, uh, yay for closure there.