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luna and i ran into patrick on our way home from walking. not actually ran into, more like... saw each other from across the street and i didn't have my glasses on so i kind of squinted at him and kept walking and he was like "oh wow!" and laughed and walked across the street, even though it's not that much of a coincidence since he was at hilligan's and i live right next door.
luna was terrified of him, it was embarrassing and not at all surprising. she rarely has that reaction to people anymore, but eh.
we talked for a few minutes, filling up space with words. i am finally proud enough of my life to tell him what i'm doing, and he is always proud of his life regardless of what he is doing, so i listened to that as well. we talked about his mom, anthony, he pointed out his "new lady" to me and i said "oh."
it was completely uninteresting and unmonumental.
when i think of the girl that loved him, moved in with him, went through a break up with him... i don't know her, i don't remember her, i don't even feel like i ever lived that life. i have thought it time and time again, it feels like i was never with him and that part of my life never happened, and this solidified it even more.
no chemistry, no interest, nothing.
the only thing about that is that it's...
weird.
1:21 p.m. - 2014-06-26
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