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Journal Entry May 15th 2001

More food for the brain

If there's one thing I think I'll never get, it's how emotions can be so easily transplanted. One week, you're the center of someone's universe. The next, he's too busy with his new guy to even really talk to you.

How can such disparity exist... and more importantly, if a new center can come into being so quickly, is it the person who was the center or was it simply that a center was needed?

Last month, even after we decided we weren't dating, I talked to Steve nearly every night and he was moving to San Diego. Lately, I've hardly talked to Steve at all, and today, in response to me telling him how I missed our interaction, he told me how much he was into his new boyfriend and that he was pulling his condo off the market. He said that he hoped I understood, but he made no mention of resuming our phone calls or instant message sessions... or even that he would call me tonight.

PEOPLE SUCK