Columbia heights metro looks a little space agey...on my way to SA to see my girl..
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
I was talking to a friend (Suz) about ex's. Suz had an argument with her ex about something and was very upset when she talked to me. She asked me if I still talk to mine. I told her that I didn't, there was no need to. My ex lives in the west coast, and I suppose she is living her life, just like I am. Most of the time I don't really think of her, it's like she's an abstraction to me. It's like a ice sculpture melting, the details blur, the edges smooth over and it changes right in front of you. All that is left is the impression that she was here. Maybe it's just my way to deal with it. We lesbians are funny about our ex's, either they become our best friend or we pretend they never existed . I hope I can reach a point within that spectrum. But for now, I'm letting things heal on their own.