Solace for Squirrels

This Friday, I will be meeting up with an ex boyfriend whom I have not seen in over 5 years. Since our last meeting, he has wedded and procreated. I have adopted a cat.

I'm not quite sure how I'll react when I see him. When we last met, I was bitter. I had been a complete and utter retard in love, making far too many excuses for his very un-boyfriendly behaviour. In the end he broke my heart, then ripped it out of my chest and did a little jig (I was, needless to say, somewhat bitter at his betrayal).

But now, five years later, I'm over being angry and am mostly just curious. Curious about how seeing him again will offer insight into how much I've changed (or haven't). Ex's are often like ghosts (and I'm not talking about friendly, Casper-like one's) - you mourn them after a breakup but some part of them lingers in your periphery. I'm hoping that seeing him again will get rid of the ghost once and for all. Either that or it will completely backfire and I'll end up being a miserable wreck at the end of the evening, huddled in a blanket in the fetal position listening to James Blunt and drinking shots of vanilla vodka.

Regardless of what happens, it should be an entertaining evening. And of course, I will endeavour to look extra sexy (perhaps the CFM boots are in order) just to remind him of what he could have had. A stupid strategy, methinks, but revenge is a dish best served cold.