February 8, 2008.
Thoughts as true tonight as they were back then...
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It's ok. It really is.
Seriously. I should be used to this.
If I didn't care, I wouldn't ask. But I asked, because... well... I care.
Things always seem to end up like this though.
...so... should I stop caring or just stop asking?
Neither. Only stop asking when you stop caring.
That’s what my grandmother would say anyway, and her words of wisdom have always gotten me through the dilemmas.