Ex Encounter

I ran into one of my exes on the bus yesterday. Not the Big Bad one, one of the interim ones. I loved his family. He was ok. Kind of dumb and a bit dull, but not too bad to look at, and he had a nice mom who used to help me with essays.

Thankfully, I looked ok, ie, I remembered to put makeup on and wasn’t covered in pimples. And we really only chatted for a couple of minutes, because I had to get off the bus. I didn’t even have time to ask him how he was. Which is just as well, because I don’t care. I know he is married to a healthy-outdoorsy girl. I’d have liked to ask after his mother and brother and sister. But him? Meh.

Heartless? Probably. But if the past is a foreign country, my visa has expired.

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