I was handed a newspaper clipping from a classmate of min who is roomates with an old high school friend. Her mother had sent her a clip of engagement announcements, one of them being my ex-girlfriend. It was strange to think she's getting married, to think that was the life she wanted, to think about how different I am now. I have no idea what she is like these days and probably wouldn't have much to say to her if we bothered to talk. The falling out was a 4 month process, and there is bitter feeling on my end, feeling like she was uncaring of me and my problems or just unconcerned for my life or well being after 3 years.
While biking kept me from completely falling apart in those lean months I try and think nowadays sometimes about how I would live my life over, or how I may live my life in the future if ever there were again such trying times, the times that form our character and who we are (or so they say). I've never heard it said that we discover who we are when we are the happiest and most content, and that usually it's when you feel like you have so little that you realize what it is you love, what it is that drives you or keeps you from giving up.
Marriage is sign of maturity some would say others say a trap, monogamy is something set upon us by social construct it would seem, but maybe it's something we strive for, that ultimate connection in either our personal or social lives, and sometimes even the professional life.
Sometimes (cue voice over)
I think the world is getting worse, that people are caring less and less about each other and consuming more and more, watching more TV. Thinking less. then I realize that the U.S. is not the world, that mortality rates are going up that standard of living worldwide is getting better, that philanthropy is somehow cool again. But whatever.

Whoops, this is strange...
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