It’s funny how a name can bring so much memories and bring so much emotion. I was doing OK these past few days. I cried a little over our break up, but had missed no sleep over it. I’ve been laughing again and had no hard time cheering myself up. At times, I even forget about how I feel and I feel certain that I’m on my way to just forgiving and forgetting, though I know, it would take a while.
But, when somebody mentioned his name (though not referring to him) I suddenly feel restless, like I want the day to end and just start a new one. Our receptionist mentioned that somebody had called to confirm my office address in order to deliver some documents. In line with that, she mentioned something about “A-” from—TM—. The name and the similar sounding company sounds a lot like my EX but I refuse to believe that the package is from him as he doesn’t even know where I work and what my company name is. At this late in time, I doubt if he’s even thinking about me, much less prepared a package for me.
So, here I am, brooding, bored (since I have nothing to do for work now) and just wishing that that damn package would arrive so I could finally confirm that it’s just something from work after all.
I want to continue my healing and get this over with….