I'm in that weird in between place between crisis and normalcy and its weirdly uncomfortable in a non de-script type of way. I think of Elise all of the time but it doesn't instinctively elicit the intense emotional reaction any more. The shear magnitude of energy and time required for school doesn't allow for much else. I'm going to just really be focused on grades this semester. With two math courses and a retake of Java it is not such an intellectually exciting proposition but a good structured means to an end.
Elise promptly replied to my email requesting that she mail Dittmar to take her name off of the lease. Her response was very polite but with no love in it (my interpretation) which is still throwing me a bit even though I read it four hours ago. Of course I am listening to the apropriate music for a moment like this.
"Exile in Guyville" (Liz Phair)
Breakups suck, no way around that. They also crush you or make you stronger. I'm getting my strength back, my creativity is returning yet I still know that something essential is missing. Anyway Elise you have taken enough of my attention for today even though crap I still love you.
Well work study and a paycheck is tapping my shoulder. Ciao for now ...................