"Internet Failure" is a term I coined a couple years ago, basically it is a laziness in returning emails. I've been putting off certain things again, not that I want to, it just kind of happens. It isn't like before, where a gripping anxiety prevented me from confronting what lay before. This time I'm just too damn busy.
Last I week I celebrated three years since my broken engagement. The fight happened May 31st, my late night email June 5th, and her response June 6th. We spoke again on June 23th, for a short while. She was at her parents and could not have been more disconnected from reality. That's were she went to hide. By the time we were done speaking it was clear we were over. I had enough crazy and was headed out.
I talked to my roommate about it after, we both knew she would not change, and that it was time to move on. It hurt. I was heartbroken. But I don't regret it. I was unhappy for a while, but had reached the point of no return.
I was given a free pass. I took it.
I have cake now. It's a party, with June 6th as my chosen date. I didn't see then, neither of us did, but we were over long before, that was merely the tipping point. Why cake? Because it is a celebration, of the man I am today looking back on the person I was then.
This story reminds me of a few parts of Bayside's "What and What Not".
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