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As of approximately midnight either late night Nov 28th or early morning Nov 29th, I am Officially Single.

Monogamous boys are cute sometimes. They don't always know what to say when their best friend and their best friend's girlfriend have an amicable breakup after a long-distance relationship trails off to a peaceful point of closure, complete with diverging relationship needs.

...oddly enough, Darkside doesn't remember telling me "Trust No One" as strongly as I remember him saying it. (This, apropos of my declaration that in this case, there wouldn't be Bad Relationship Fallout afterwards over breeches of trust in the form of people reading chat logs, and then commenting that even if my ex-girlfriend did read my chat logs, it would be nothing to get worked up over, as I trust her. "Even though I know you say 'Trust No One'," I added. This, of course, led into discussions of the X-Files and computers and assorted other giggliness.)

So. Yeah. That was why I was a little boggled last week.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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