My gut just told me it was one of those times where I might have been able to show that we could still have civil interactions and even share good experiences.
And I know it's not very evolved of me to want to crow over his circumstances.
I had been imagining a carefree life of luxury and indulgence.
None of that matters, I know.
It was an emotional night and I let my emotions carry me away. They always have and it looks like I still have a lot of work to do.
