So, maybe I had way too much time on my hands at work today, or perhaps it was the significant lack of sleep I’ve had this holiday week, but it became clearer to me that returning to fubar, is like dating an ex. In the very beginning, you are curious about what has occurred in your absence, what’s new, what’s exciting, how things have been. At first it’s fun, almost exhilarating. While catching up on all that you’ve missed, there is a comfortable familiarity. So, you focus on all that is positive, while you laugh over memories, and reminisce about the past. The moments are enjoyable, and you wonder why you had ever lost touch. Time spent together becomes a habit, and you find yourself sharing time without even planning on it. After a while, it becomes so second nature. In time, you start recognizing peculiarities. Things that once seemed innocuous begin to drive you crazy. The things that they say, the way that they dress, the things that they do, all become so annoying. Suddenly all of the reasons that you left in the first place, are once again staring you right in the face.
Just a thought. ;)
