I know, I know, J and I’ve never even been together, so we couldn’t possibly have broken up. But somehow, it just feels like it. Especially this morning, when I realized that it might just be the best for me to stay away from J as far as possible.Before we “officially” ended our I-don’t-even-know-what-to-call-it relationship, we were talking about applying for Chunghua Telecom’s F2 service, which would enable us to call each other at a much cheaper rate. There was, however, some technical problem that prevented us from doing it, so we never did it.
Just this morning, J called me and told me he’d figured out a way (which I didn’t like so much for some reason) to work it out. We were discussing, trying to reach agreement when all of a sudden it occurred to me: Maybe, it’s better for me to call at a expensive rate, so that I would manage to stop calling him so often, and get over it sooner.
It felt exactly like when I broke up with Hsiao, my ex, whom I dated a few years ago. We still call each other like friends do now.
Once every other or three months, that is.
