When I started seeing T she lend me two books to read and wrote her home address in them (I guess because I had an history of quitting therapy). Of course I google mapped her address and always wanted to drive by, but never dared to, especially as her home is quite a distance from mine.

Anyway her village is just of the road I have to take a few times a year to drive to one of our suppliers at work. Of course the first time I had to go to this supplier, the road was closed exactly at this height and I had to drive through her village, and as she lives on the main street in front of her house... Let me tell you I was absolutely terrified she may look out the window and recognize my huge delivery van and think I was stalking her... and of course, at the next junction another road was blocked because of an accident. So here I sit, like 2 miles from T's house which is an hour away from home, have a crisis and wanting to hurt myself because I'm totally lost and have no clue where to go next, and can't call T because how akward would that be....

Since that day, my only advice to people who want to drive by their T's house is don't! You never know what can happen and how akward things can get... I'm so happy she never found out, but now I always dread driving to this supplier.