I kinda want to tell you about that dream I had awhile back where you told me something like "See, you are terrified of intimacy." Well who can blame me, you pretty much became a stranger again after I pulled back my million and a half projections, a stranger yet you still know way too much about me. And that was uncomfortable. Was it a mistake to end? Maybe. But it was just too hard to stay, knowing what I realized back in early December, the recognition of what I'd been doing with the whole scheduling monthly thing. Life is complicated enough, thank you.

I appreciate and respect you times a thousand though.