10.29.02
A short conversation
My dad took me out for supper tonight. You know how sometimes you have to pee so bad it makes you frantic? I came into my appartement and the phone rang so I ran for it, and said okay just a sec I have to pee.
And it was my ex. Not Zach, but Jimmy, by boy from high school. He was about the last person I expected to hear from, because his "I'll call you's" never turn into telephone calls, though he means well.
He's good. Mature, and laughing, with perspective. And it was so, so good to talk to him. It left me smiling and happy inside.
I want to see him at Christmas, and I just might get to.
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