thebeliever

So I've managed to avoid my ex for an entire year, despite living in the same city and having the same interests. Then I go to the Black Keys concert in Oakland last night, and come face to face with her in the t-shirt line. I had wondered what I would do in this situation for the past year. Would I freak out, would she act weird, would we both run away, or act fake? Well... she came up to me and hugged me; and I told her "I'd like to talk to you, but this isn't the time or the place." She said OK, and I told her to enjoy the concert; and we went our separate ways.

So this was OK, even though I was stirred up, and had a hard time concentrating on the concert, which was excellent. But then I got lost in the music.

At the end, after the last song, I looked up, and she had been about ten yards away from me the whole concert. What. The. Fuck.

I had to leave at that point. Life is just weird.