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so, right. you know that de-friended ex-boyfriend of mine? what i failed to mention is that before i went through with the de-friending process, i found out he recently moved into the building next door to mine. (through facebook, of course.) he didn't know where i lived, so it was all one crazy strange coincidence.

and after seeing his girlfriend walking home from his place one morning a couple of weeks ago, i knew i had the choice to either become a hermit, or get over it.

i chose to get over it.

i knew an eventual run-in with him was inevitable. and yesterday, when i got out of my car and saw him walking towards me, i knew i had yet another choice. dive under my car, or deal with it. deciding not to take the risk of looking absolutely ridiculous, i dealt with it.

we had a polite, short conversation about "our" neighborhood; then he went one way, i went another. as i walked away from him, i realized that my heart wasn't racing with the excitement of seeing him after so long, my mind wasn't filled with thoughts of "us," and i had no desire to turn around and jump into his arms.

most importantly, i realized that he had no idea who the person was that was just standing in front of him, talking with him. our encounter confirmed that i've evolved– i'm stronger, happier, (if not a little more jaded) and finally comfortable with who i am– not who i was with him.

walking away, i smiled to myself, because i knew it would all be okay. and i knew i would never again look back.