Today I spoke to my ex about recent events.

We haven't really talked in a long time.

Hell, it's been 3 years already.

She's still an insecure creature who lashes out with venom, so I stepped with mortal caution through the colorful garden of berserk buttons.

Me ouch.. it hurt, but not too bad.

I believe all relations are good given the right amount of physical and emotional distance.

Some people you wanna have far/far away, others far/close, still searching for Mrs. close/close, but meanwhile - a drink with miss close/far sounds nice.

Anywhoo, we had a good talk. I gained some insight in shame and pride. Seems both emotions can prevent you from asking help when you most need it. Just pickup the phone and call 🤙

I am guilty as charged of course, but I've learned to be grateful.

The people who love you, are either immune to shame or shamefully attracted.

I'm relieved that some parts of my old friend are still there:

I missed you.

Take care for now