When reality seems unreal.

So it's been about a month.

Oh if you haven't noticed, I quit doing my debt analysis. Whatever, f-that. (Said the guy who bought a 32 inch HDtv this afternoon. Why worry about it. I do what I can, when I can, other than that, I'm going to enjoy myself.

Someone has recently decided they no longer need to keep in touch or have any contact whatever with me anymore. While I can't help but wonder if it is really what she wants -or if it's just her husband making her do it- I have no idea. Either way I think it's sad. It makes me sad actually. While I'm quiet okay with the current state of things, I just simply thought she was one of the few people on this planet that I would never loose touch with. But if she wants it that way, she's got it.

I realized something quiet sad the other day. I have trouble picturing simple things concerning her. Like even her face. It's blurry, hard to recognize. They say that the human mind recalls memories in such a way that it alters them. Could it be that perhaps I've thought about it so much that I've started to forget things? I guess so.

I don't know, it's just funny how life turns out I suppose.