"You'll Never Guess What I Saw"

There are so many odd things about breaking up but the one I am dealing with at the moment is that there really isn’t anyone to tell all the mundane stories of my day to. No one really wants to know about the weird person I saw on the bus (you know THAT one) or how I thought I had a flat tire but in fact didn’t. That other person is supposed to be there through thick and thin but mostly it seems through thin since how often does the crap come down thick? Regardless, it has made me think that maybe, rather than burdening this person with ones most ordinary and trivial moments of the day, because they in some way inherited this responsibility by way of having had sex with me, that perhaps they should be spared. One would surely spare ones friends such inane thoughts and yet somehow with ones Significant Other we manage to just spout the first drivel laden thought that arrives in ones head. Then again that might just be me.

In any case I miss it.

The again, this may be a prime chance from me to reform.

Or alternately I can just start posting such drivel on a blog…