Running into an past flame inevitably brings up some emotional response. Since beginning this cleanse, I’ve run into quite a few exes in the most random circumstances and, each time, I’ve realized I want nothing more from them. I smile, wish them well and run along my merry way. It’s nice to know I’ve done so much closet cleaning that these men illicit a bland reaction of warmth and tepid friendliness. How lovely. It’s rare that I feel nothing. I have very extreme emotional responses in life, so this kind of flat line is quite strange, but I respect it. Maybe it’s an after effect of being sick.
Here’s a brain teaser for all my single ladies and men out there. If you were offered a deal that included the knowledge that you would meet your soul mate/love of your life guaranteed in 5 years time, would you take the deal or would you play the odds that you may meet that person sooner and forfeit knowing when?
Day 23: Bland.