Day 11 - On the Up

So I missed two days of posting, perhaps I am recovering, perhaps this outlet is declining as a necessity, which would be a good sign.

A friend come and stayed with me for two days over the weekend. I still carried on with the many enterprises I am involved in, but it was so lovely to just have the company. Sometimes when you just meet people for fleeting moments, like over lunch, you never quite settle into the conversations - you never get past the 'How are you's?' to the point where you can just relax and exist together. So spending longer time with someone, you really get to just... be. It was good.

Still tripping on dubstep - getting me through. This week is going to be busy - good old rule number 2. Bank of America Challenge, Assignments, Setting up the radio show, Cloud computing article for Science spin, and making sure I have something to do every moment of the day - that in itslef is a time-consuming activity! I feel a lot freer in general, and I am relishing it.

I can't seem to work out any more rules. Considering the reviving effects having an old friend around, perhaps that shall be the next rule:

RULE 9: SEE OLD FRIENDS

I would have been worried that perhaps, seeing as many old friends can be mutual, that this may cause problesm, and I am sure it could. But good friends can separate themselves from a break-up, with no need to take sides. To be safe, I guess stay away from people who may have unequal loyalties ...

A little anger has developed due to the fact I have one or two more things that belong to Lovely Man to give him. I texted him early yesterday, in an amiable and friendly way, asking what he wants me to do with the stuff - offering to drop it somewhere, or for him to pick it - I really wouldn't mind. No reply. At all. And no acknowledgement for receiving the money etc. that I dropped last week.

I don't reaaaaaallly mind, it just shows me something: I no longer have to deal with this kind of thing! I don't have to wait for him anymore. During the course of the relationship, I didn't mind delayed replies and such - they are just texts, and I would see him. But in situations like this, it is just polite to not keep someone wondering, especially if they are doing you a favour! So a little anger/frustration peaks. It especially annoys me that it is not like I am trying to open up communication pathways, or trying to get him back or anything of the sort, but the fact that I have no reply makes me feel as if I am, and self respect comes under attack. BAH! I think the pseudonym Lovely Man shall be changed. Or maybe I just wont talk about him anymore! HA!

Letting go, letting go, letting go...