It's over, of course. I knew it would be.

The dying cry of our relationship was, to be expected, an argument. We certainly went out with a bang.

And it's been weeks, two I think. Maybe more. And I recognize, now, that I am happy..

And with this host of energy that I've gained, I've invested it in greater things. I am down to one hundred and eighty-two pounds. That is twenty-three pounds less than when I arrived in Philadelphia.

God I love saying that.

I've got to go to work. This was supposed to be longer, so I'll supplement later. :)


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