I'm feeling the tragedy of it all. The fallen. The woman beyond grief. If a marriage has to end, it shouldn't end like this.
I'm in Paris writing my thesis while short stories spin in and out of my head. But there are even more words flying through cyberspace between me and my attorney. Me and Mr. Ex. Me and the sweet financial guy who's helping me understand how to divide what can be divided.
A battle.
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Ugh. I've felt your silence -- had a psychic hit last night, I think, about you. Wondering where you are and how you are. I miss you.
Hey there - Miss you and sending love and support.
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