In spite of still feeling like death warmed over, I kept a commitment of meeting some friends for a van Gogh exhibit.
On the way back there’s a couple arguing. Apparently the loser boyfriend or husband had an affair and she the girlfriend or wife found out about it. She’s crying and asking why and he’s laughing and smiling. LOSER.
Ladies, ladies, ladies. Don’t ask why because the bottom line there is no reason that can or will justify his behavior. Pack your stuff and get the hell out of there unless it’s your place then pack his stuff and set it out on the curb, be glad you found out, pick yourself up and dust yourself off, and say goodbye to bad rubbish.
In all this great big ole world there’s someone better for you out there.