Kind of a weird feeling lately. W texted last night for the first time since our walk on Tuesday. I didn't reply. Didn't even want to.

It might have finally hit me. I am far less interested in what she is doing, or what she is thinking.

Do I want to save my M? Yes. But right now, I think I need the space as much as she does. I am starting to legitimately enjoy my time. Learning a lot.

Of course, I wouldn't be surprised by a step backwards, but right now I am looking forward.

BITS

Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.