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 I woke up with a dreaded hangover again .... went on to my routine .... got dressed and went out for coffee .... I talked to my ex-supposed to be wife two days ago and was having this weird conversation with her .... we were'nt talking about the money again .... not talking about my GURLS and her BOYZ .... and we were not talking about SEX .... hehehe .... for once she asked, how I was doing with my Wifey .... weird enough? not yet, she asked how I did and after the last girlfriend I had .... sheesh, talk about creeping to the details eh .... anyway, the issue here is this, my ex-supposed to be wife knows all the BS that I've been through the past few years .... she's like the left side of my brain .... she knows what is wrong with me and what gives .... She definitely knows that I really got confused bout the last special friend I had because I never talked about someone so much than I had with her .... not only that it was "the first not-right relationship" that I grew a conscience in .... but it was a relationship that I avoided for 6 months .... which confused me .... when we never had it, it was killing me like crazy .... Though it was the RIGHT thing .... but when we had it, it was so perfect ..... yet, it was considered to be WRONG .... why does it totally feel the opposite?? .... my ex-supposed to be wife answer to me was .... KARMA .... nuff said ....

sometimes, I amaze myself ..... why would I waste  a perfectly good day and spend it out with a early morning facade ..... I was spending the wee hours in the morning, strolling around with my G ..... I was nowhere near the thought of drifting along memory lane and yet there it was ..... one stupid thought ..... isn't it crazy to imagine if old acquaintances similarities were still intact ..... like for example, you had this bond with someone that was similar and was always 100% accurate ..... would it still happen though that old crap was a gazillion years/months ago? ..... well ask fate if it was but the hell with it ..... In life there would always be two paths ..... the right and the slightly right but wrong ..... hehehe ..... do you dig? .....anyway, back to my morning spree ride ..... there is actually two ways to reach my crib ..... one path was straight and boring, and theother was an entry to our village in the rear passing by my friends crib .....out of curiosity, I had this gut feeling that on the path that I actually avoided my friend would be there ..... guess how stupid I was ..... there I was cruising along, and what did I see ..... Damn, there she was ..... right on cue ..... just like before ..... carrying something along that was establishing proof of what transpired before ..... Crap..... why does she have to be there ..... seconds apart from her, she then went on her way ..... she took a ride on her way to her office ..... while I was on the longest 10 minute ride ofmy life ..... damn, did she see me? .... what the fuc* was I thinking?? .... and now the battle continues ..... I know I'm over her ..... I do ..... why the hell does coincidence cheat ..... it was 6 am in the morning for crying out loud ..... and she's not even working in a call center ..... the perfect twist to a smooth morning coffee ..... well.....nuff said ......