Transplanted Life
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Honestly, I think I'm going to have to leave work early sometime and actually wait outside Doug's office building if I want to talk to him. It sounds stupid - let's stalk somebody in order to make a clean break! I can't think of any excuse that doesn't sound petty ("I'd like the jeans I left at your place back" is pretty darn weak), and part of me says "you're broken up, that's how you want it, so just let it stay that way". Is it some pride thing about wanting to have the last word? I don't know. I mean, I don't deserve the last word, and what would that last word be - "I'm sorry, but you've got to understand that the role that Kurt has in my life is much bigger than yours, even though you're the first person to love me despite knowing what I am"?

Maybe it's best just to let sleeping dogs lie.

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