In other news, First bf is still away being introverted. Or at least that's what I'm calling it, and working hard to not hallucinate that it was just six years of longing and now that we've investigated that, there's nothing left.
Human beings are endlessly different and challenging and interesting.
By away, I mean like John Gray talks about men going into caves. He spent all available energy for extraversion (with me, go me, last weekend) and is now in his cave regaining the desire/ability to be fully engaged with the world. He so much prefers not being engaged with the world.
And since that story makes me happy, I am telling myself that, until I hear otherwise. If there's otherwise to hear, I'll hear it soon enough, no need to worry about possibilities, when there are possibilities to consider that make me happy!