  haven't written in nearly two weeks, been busy, adjusting to school life, and everything else going on in my life. i had lunch with the ex today, it was nice, weird, awkward. nice because seeing a familiar face is always nice.
weird because he seems the same, but different. and awkward because its always awkward seeing the ex, isn't it? when i looked in his eyes, i didn't see the love he always felt for me-- in some sense, it was relieving. in another sense, it was sad, because it signified that chapter in my life finally and really closing. not really in the mood to write, so maybe after i percolate i'll write more. 
