Oh, and the bit with my shirt (where i walked in Sunday night to get a suit for the next day and found her sobbing in bed wearing her favorite shirt of mine) was, apparently, genuine, if also a little weird. When she was relating the whole ordeal to good-girl gf, she said "and then i went to the closet and got one of his shirts and put it on because i just wanted something that smelled like him and reminded me of him... how pathetic is that?" (and started sobbing again. Like i said-- gut wrenching.)
Also, I am henceforth going to stop referring to OM as "OM", but, rather, the "Rodney Dangerfield with a Tow Truck and a Gun" or the RDWATTAAG. Thank you for your understanding.
H53/W51, R-ing 4/'18
"Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires"-Sg.of Sg 2:7
"So oftentimes it happens,that we live our lives in chains, & we never even know we have the key"-Eagles III 1:3
