Well! At least if there's any long-term good that has come out of this present affliction, I have learned a couple of things.

1. I like my emotions clean, gathered and snipped. Clearly demarcated, if you will.
2. But restraint? That never sits comfortably in my emotional vocabulary.
3. Coming out of My Very First Relationship without being (substantially) burnt, I am apparently a rarity.
4 . If I want to be with you, I want to be with you.
5. Which hardly means much actually, other than wanting to exist alongside another.
6. Nixed. (see #2)