12.14.03 :: 10:53 am
I dreamed his new girlfriend had a beard and he didn't mind.
I dreamed I laughed with Ruby about it and then for some reason we were on an escalator in a glass building and the bearded girlfriend was there and he gazed upon her lovingly.
Just like real life, where I'd see past all his faults.
I feel like I've lost the competition of Who Can Find Love Again First and to tell you the truth, I didn't even want to enter to begin with.
And so what to do. What to do.
I watched Annie Hall last night and it was so right on, and so true, and so exactly what happens in life, and I just hope the wisdom that I'll gain from this torturous, roiling experience will come soon and I can put this all to rest.
Another day, another snowed-in pajama'ed existence. I somehow have to schlep to the laundromat. I'm still operating under the delusion that I have "lucky" underwear.