I feel bad. I feel good. I’m on vacation.
Oh, you need more explanation? Sorry. I’m on vacation now. Have been for a week now. I’m just getting to let go of all the work related things.
Why do I feel bad and good? I went to the liquor store today. I bought something to drink. For me. Something I knew soon-to-be-ex would not touch. He saw the small bottle. I know he thought I had bought something for him. But I had bought something he will never touch: mint.
I felt satisfaction when he saw that bottle. He thought it was something he could get a share on. I said that you can have a sip – if you really want… I am bad. I want to smile at the reaction I got. I managed to annoy him. This once it was this way around!