The odds and the end.

Tonight, yours truly finds herself dusting her shoulders off after the fallout from the second failed relationship in a year.

Maybe that was a little over-dramatic. We found ourselves trying to hang onto something that just wasn't in the cards, and it did end tonight, but there wasn't much fallout at all. Part of what attracts me to my partners in the first place is that they're mature, reasonable adults, and this man in particular is as well-adjusted as they come. The truth may have been served up raw and cold, but we got past that course with a quickness and washed it down with our signature blend of sarcasm and resignation. I can't say I feel fantastic right at this very moment, but I couldn't have asked for things to go more smoothly, and things are looking brighter already.