So yeah, I saw my ex-girlfriend at the library just before Halloween last year. I was amazed that she hadn’t ODed or been thrown in jail or gotten killed by her husband. In fact, she seemed very normal and healthy and generally OK, just like I remembered her (to the degree that I really did anymore). She was gainfully employed, too.
She remembered me, even though I hadn’t seen her in over seven years. In fact, my memory of her had faded so much that I don’t know if I would have recognized her if she hadn’t noticed me first. The only thing I didn’t find out was whether she had any kids. But I assume that if she was at the library in the middle of the afternoon by herself she didn’t have any. I just wish I had a picture of her or something.
Boy, did I ever like having a girlfriend. That was pretty awesome. I definitely want to be married and be a dad someday.