82. Qwazaar & Batsauce “I’m Gone” Bat Meets Blaine [Galapagos4]
“What is driving my life today?”
After the rage came a quiet, sad kind of calm. First I slammed a lot of doors, I screamed until my voice was hoarse, and I shook with frustration at the sound of her voice, and then I met her new guy. I was ready to make fun of his teeth, or his speech patterns, or at least just his mode of dress. But no, he actually turned out to be pretty cool. I mean you’d have to be if you get your girlfriend’s ex to not roll his eyes at you (at the very least) within minutes of meeting you. I left my own apartment for the last time with my haphazardly packed boxes thinking about why I had left the first time. Despite how little she believed me when I used the stereotypical line which shall not be mentioned here, it really was all me. I had the hang ups - she had the common sense. Do I wish I had gotten out of there before I got a text calling me Derrick and using an intimate word I hadn’t heard come out of her mouth (digital or otherwise) in nearly a year? Yeah, sure. Though I’d say that if I had let the quiet, sad calm overtake me sooner rather than later I would be feeling the rage now, and that’s just backwards. So I’ll happily exchange being naive and losing twelve months of my life in favor of doing things in order. I’ll let this guy smile and I’ll shake his hand because I’m happier being sad now instead of angry, especially because she’s finally smiling in front of me too.
