Anyway. Sunday is lunch with Tim- I'm trying to decide whether or not I'm ready for this. I think I am - I'm happy without him now, and he's happy without me - but it is the first time I'll be seeing the first person I ever truly loved since we broke up. I guess I'm expecting so much weirdness that I'm almost afraid it'll be a self-fulfilling prophecy. I also wonder if we'll really have anything to talk about anymore. I guess I don't want to shatter the illusion of freindship between us - I don't want to have proof that the friendship's gone. I have so many burnt bridges in my past, I don't want any more. But I'm afraid last year's events may have burned this bridge without my consent.
I guess I'll find out Sunday.
