Ironically I almost literally ran into my ex lover tonight just before class started. I was sitting around a table just outside my auditing prof's office with a few other students and was getting up quickly to gather my books. As I began to walk, I almost collided with my ex lover who was walking to his office. Strangely enough, he isn't teaching this summer! The wonderful thing is...I felt nothing! and I still don't about 4 hours later. He isn't looking particularly well (seems to have put on weight and hair is not neatly trimmed) which kind of helps to see him in reality rather than grieving him as a fantasy. I think things are looking up!!