The lunch was nostalgic and good fun, memories and catching up was had. Alas, she’s already seeing someone. Bumming, but what can one do at that point?
It hurts, but there’s nothing and no complaining for it. Just holding it in nice and tight to yourself. I don’t think it gets easier; rather, you just get desensitized to it after an arbitrary number of times. That’s fair and life. I put my best foot forward, and my next best foot after it.
Which all ties into my choice song today: Don’t Hurt Yourself.
I’ll be alright. Might go to the bar later.