California 211

I’I've never really been able to figure out my own love life nor understand it. I know the feeling of waking up and no one is expecting you to say good morning and I know the feeling of not expecting a good morning. I know the feeling of not being told goodnight or telling someone goodnight. I know these feelings all to well. I’ve been on the other side of these things as well and at times i felt they were genuine and at other times I felt as if I was being done a favor.

How does one ever know the difference?

We don’t.

I've spent a large part of my adult life so far having very little trust in the person across the table from me but also the person in the mirror. The important portion of my romantic life has been convoluted with complexities and nuances that I can’t seem to understand or grasp in my head. If it’s not me the man then it’s her.

I was surprised as always how easy the act of leaving Was and how good it felt. Who knows what I would be doing if I didn’t find that out.