I was supposed to call Nigel this weekend because I told him I would.
But I didn't.
And I'm surprisingly ok with that.
I don't feel bad, I'm not trying to make him mad or jealous.
I just don't care.
I'm thinking my feelings for someone else are preventing me from caring at all.
Maybe this is what moving on is.
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