Hi. It’s been a while. I don’t like posting after holidays, I’ve decided. Particularly after the new year.

The feeling of being dumped is probably one of the worst experiences in the world. You see the inevitable signs, usually starting out with your significant other not wanting to initiate physical touch and being rather ambivalent about any sort of contact you have with them. It’s usually a fast train downhill from there, with a couple of pit stops at denial.

This thought isn’t related towards anything remotely close to what’s going on with me (or in me, for that matter), but at the same time I suppose it is in some way, otherwise I wouldn’t have had it.

I think I spend too much time people-watching, on occasion, and not living.