It is really hard not to care when you "meet" him on the road.
Good thing I am angry. It helps!! He noticed I didn't pay attention anymore and that I was mad at him. First he seemed angry. Last time he stared and stared at me. The funny thing is he is probably as puzzled by my behavior as I am by his. Life is strange. I am not the only one who's been driven crazy by this silly game of his. Why do people play games if they are unhappy with the result ? At least, I feel better not having to go to his working place anymore. I just wish I could have told him what I thought of his game playing.
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L'on n'abdique pas l'honneur d'être une cible (Cyrano de Bergerac)
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