I called. His phone was off, or he just didn't answer. I'm not even going to pretend not to be upset. I am. But not despondent. Maybe he'll call tomorrow. Or maybe never again. We'll have to see. And if he doesn't, I'll get over it. I always do. But it crushes me that I always HAVE to.
Now I'm going to go take a too hot shower and weep copiously for a while or so.
Laters