I must pull myself together,
this is a brand new day.
Pull myself away from my mistakes.
Pull myself together,
it’s time to let the waves,
just take me,
pull me away.
-The Rocket Summer

I’ve been absent and I apologize. I’ve been in my head a lot lately, which is what I do when I’m stressed out, and I only come up for air when I have to.

Things with the Hot Mess are now over. Just as quickly as she entered my life, she’s left and moved on.  You know upfront that you can’t keep a girl like the Hot Mess, but you always hope you’re the exception.

“Yeah, I’m done talking to you right now,” she sneered. I don’t even remember what we were fighting about. It was about nothing. It was the kind of fight that you create just to fight.

“We’re not done talking about this,” I explained. “I mean, I guess we can talk more when I pick you up in an hour or so.”

“Yeah, about that,” she answered, taking long irritated pauses between words. “I don’t think you should come anymore.”

“Why?”

“It’s just not a good idea. I’m done talking to you right now. Bye.” I pressed my ear to my cellphone, forcing silence into my ears. I didn’t call her back and she didn’t call me. A few nights later, Otter called me in a panic, saying the Hot Mess was at the same bar as him and she was all over another girl.  I wasn’t upset, just mildly irritated, and consciously decided it was time to move on and make better decisions in my love life.

I think I should get one stupid I-really-know-better mistake per year. I have unfortunately used mine up already and it’s only February, so I’d better be making better choices for the rest of 2010.

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