Closure

This Beano thing is ridiculous. It ended over four years ago, for crying out loud. From now on I am going to behave like an adult, and just forget about him.

He doesn't hate me anymore, apparently, so that is good.

So if we don't hate each other any more, and we certainly don't love each other any more, then that must provide an adequate amount of closure.

It's over. A few years later than it should have been, but hell, if it means I can finally leave it behind, then that's got to be good.

I feel like my brain's been malfunctioning the last little while. I don't know if it was the heat, or the desire to escape from the difficulties of life at present, or what. But I feel calm now.

Onwards and upwards, hopefully.