muppetchrist

I had my first date since the break-up this morning. It was nice. It was an odd feeling stealing glances down someone's shirt without feeling guilty about it. I suppose that's the point of all of this, to push myself into a head space where I'm de-tangling from her. Thinking of myself as "newly single" is counter-productive. I'm just single, no caveats.

We met up over breakfast. My date wore her Halloween costume, since she was heading to work right after. She gave me a candy apple. To be honest, she may be a little too much for me at this point. I enjoyed her company, however. I'll probably see her a few more times.