Ah, so we come to this then- it’s sadness that makes me blog.  Or, at least, it seems to be sadness that brings me back to the blog once I’ve been away for a while.  And, so here I am, again.

The slow, sad end of my relationship has finally (hopefully) reached its nadir and I don’t know what to do with myself.  I muddled through the weekend, cheered slightly by a visit from my mom and a day with my best friend.  I was constantly on the verge of crying, but I was mostly able to stave it off.  Now, it’s Monday at 3:50 pm and… well, nothing’s going on to distract me from thinking about how he didn’t call, didn’t email, didn’t care.

Eh.  As I said on the Facebooks, I hate sadness.