22 The opposite of love

He came to pick up his bills and sign some papers.

He asked for a jacket and was out in under 3 minutes. He couldn’t get out of here fast enough. I know I said it before but the biggest shock is that after 45 years I am clearly history.

He doesn’t hate me. If asked he might even say he likes me but once again I have to say that the opposite of love is indifference and that’s what he really feels for me.

Add to that that I just saw a mouse in the kitchen and you can see how my day is going.

Maybe tomorrow will be better.

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