Allo-allo my old friend,
I certainly was shocked to hear from you, and somehow, simultaneously, not shocked at all. I think of you from time to time, just last Sunday, in fact, for no reason other than I wore a dress I had wore on one of our dates so many years ago. How funny.
I'm so sorry to hear about your divorce. I always hoped you'd find the happiness and romance you sought. But let me be the first to welcome you to the twice-divorced club! Sorry I'm not much of a welcoming committee! :) Hell, I'm practically in the thrice-divorced club, myself. I started seeing someone rather seriously about 5 months ago, to no avail, really. I can't seem to find anyone that lives up to their presentation of themselves. I seem to only find men that are sort of mean, and soured from life. Just completely dispirited, or something.
But, I'm actually in a decent headspace, myself. Despite all the BS, I keep plugging away. I still can find some laughs here and there, still writing, and still loving El Duderino. :)
Although, at this juncture, I can only offer friendship, if you ever want to commiserate over some whiskey and trade war stories, I think I'd be up for that.
Enigmatically yours,
No comments:
Post a Comment