
Well, that was interesting. I just received a call from an ex-boyfriend, telling me he was in the lobby of my building. No, I'm not being stalked, he was there to return my portable CD player, which I loaned to him over a year ago, and completely forgot that he had it.
Honestly, I'm lousy at keeping track of stuff I loan to people, especially books. If I go looking for something, and I can't find it, I presume it's somewhere in my apartment. (Yes, unfortunately it *is* that messy.)
I can't say it was exactly pleasant to see him. Too many memories, too much tension, too much ugliness of various sorts in the past. I know he wanted to hug me, but gods I'm glad he didn't try. I probably was displaying body language that said, "Don't touch me!"
It's too bad in a lot of ways. He wants to be a good person, but sabotages himself. I used to want to help him fix that, help him learn better. Oh, he learned how to behave better, around me. After we broke up, I found out from other folks how unchanged his behavior was when I wasn't there to witness it. *sigh* Thank all the gods that I'm involved with healthy, strong, honest people. And that I've learned not to try and 'fix' people that I'm dating. I try very hard to either accept someone as they are, warts and all, or not continue a relationship with that person.