and Friday is the official start of summer. Yesterday I decided to call the boy, almost on a whim. I grabbed my phone, and slowly smiled at myself for deleting his number to foil my impulses. After some digging around I found where I’d hidden it. But I’ve not yet saved it in my phone.

I think it’s a good idea to call. Perhaps tonight. Checking in and seeing how things are going, if there is anything there anymore (or if my feelings are officially in my imagination), will help me finish letting go. Or get things back on track, but… more likely, let go.

The only reason I’ll be able to call him with any sanity is thanks to you 43T-ers who have shared so much wisdom.

I’m glad I’m re-reading the advice everyone gave me back then. It will help when I do give him a call to remember those words and keep myself grounded. He did keep me “in suspense” quite a lot with poor communication. It was exhausting toward the end. I’ve been quite a happy girl for the past month… would it really be worth it if he wants to try again?

It will be smart to keep all that in mind.

So, basically, thank you :)