Tonight's quick journaling of today's recurring thoughts.

I don't miss her.
I don't miss interacting with her.
I don't miss being married to who she became.
I don't miss living with her.
I like living alone.

Gardener

"My soul, be satisfied with flowers,
With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them
In the one garden you may call your own."
Cyrano deBergerac