I was watching this morning's live AFL match earlier (my Saints weren't playing, their game is tomorrow, but I like the sport in general and watch as many games I can), and found myself almost swooning. In the crowd I saw an absolutely, heartbreakingly, gorgeous boy. Even if he lived close to me I'd have no chance of getting to meet him, but the fact that he evidently lives in Australia makes it even more impossible. The miracles of modern technology, or something like that.
K texted me a couple of hours ago, asking about my plans to see her graduation ceremony next week, and it appears that my ex, who I knew would be going, unsurprisingly, has booked the same hotel as me for the trip. It's not that I hate her, or anything - our divorce was reasonably amicable, or, at least, not ridiculously traumatic - but our lives have been separate for seven years now, apart from matters pertaining to K, and I haven't anything to say to her these days, really, not least when I struggle to talk to anyone now because of my aphasia. It looks like I'll be keeping a low profile in 'uni-town'.
Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
K texted me a couple of hours ago, asking about my plans to see her graduation ceremony next week, and it appears that my ex, who I knew would be going, unsurprisingly, has booked the same hotel as me for the trip. It's not that I hate her, or anything - our divorce was reasonably amicable, or, at least, not ridiculously traumatic - but our lives have been separate for seven years now, apart from matters pertaining to K, and I haven't anything to say to her these days, really, not least when I struggle to talk to anyone now because of my aphasia. It looks like I'll be keeping a low profile in 'uni-town'.
Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
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