Or maybe a nightmare.
Yesterday I dreamt the ex texted me several times to my distaste. He said over several texts:
1. Hi-how-are-you-what's-going-on kinda nonsense. I didn't reply
2. I'm really depressed here. I didn't reply
3. I'm a boozer now and I karaoke every day. I didn't reply but I'm like well, this guy is seriously enjoy his gay clubs to the max (ya, karaoke..) but being a depressed boozer is worrying.
Would I have texted back? Most likely, no. I'd probably tell his friends and family instead so they can sort him out. It wouldn't do me any good to help him and I may end up resenting him even more.
Anyway, I haven't blogged in a while cuz I have been super duper busy. I just wanna lie on the grass, you know? Sigh.