Late evening, I am afforded a few minutes to write and hope I can pay the price tomorrow.
Phil was here tonight invoking mass confusion. I look at this stranger that used to be my best friend and can't grasp who he is now. Completely irrelevant to my world, but disturbing since they still collide.
I indulged in Ben and Jerry's upon his departure, calling it dinner. There was comfort in the cold.
Getting over a nasty breakup, one pint at a time.
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