Today I was glued to my monitor reading texts that seemed like Martian yet I could read them. I was thinking who am I conversing with, why do I understand and feel? I just cried and then replied to my future ex wife…the Ex2
I’m sure my new engineer cubicle mate saw me, I didn’t care she did, I was too involved reading unbelievable statements, fabrications, strange accusations…strange. Fucking post-menopause.
I’m like what? Who has what? Lol….sadness…cry….crazy…..
Yeah I cried. I cried in silence on the 8th floor, peering outside. It’s okay, I cried. I felt amazingly better. Clearer. Focused. I went right to work….