I have written a few pieces previously about a man I was involved with. I hesitate to use the word dated because we were both married while seeing each other. I guess for lack of a better term, we were friends with benefits.
Have you ever had 1 of those days?
Those days where you just know something is going to happen. I can feel it with every part of my body, almost in my bones even. This feeling I can’t shake. Any ominous presence of what the day might hold.
My head knows this is the 3000th time I’ve been in this same position. Questions, doubts, regrets, that follow me year after year. My brain knows them all very well, and quite frankly, we are exhausted.