I’m sitting in a Subway restaurant, waiting for Unionguy. He drove me to my sales training this morning and is now on his way to pick me up.
I see him so differently now. Not in a bad way, I still like him and care about him but taking the possibility of a future together off the table also took off the rose coloured glasses.
This is better. I feel more in control, not lost, not losing. I’m just me. And life is good.