It was a simple Twitter comment by my twit-friend sixuntilme:
"Fiance leaves tonight for an out-of-state shoot. I have early morning appointment. I sense tomorrow will be grumpy."
Stopped me in my tracks.
All of a suddenly (that's a phrase first written by Jeff, a high-school friend in a story in our creative writing class) I realized something: I can't IMAGINE being grumpy because someone left.
Someone leaving is GOOD. Someone leaving means I get to be ALONE, which is great for me.
My ex- used to travel about 15 days a month on business. No problem. More time alone! I was always chagrined when he came home.
Oh, God, I'm even less normal than I pretend to be. I am a major freaking fracking freak. No wonder I haven't even considered dating lately. As Garbo said "I vant to be left alone." That is so weird, isn't it?