An Open Letter

I feel like I should be more hurt or stuff like that but I only really think about it when it's the end of the day and I'm journaling and I feel obligated to talk about the whole thing that happened with T. I think part of me does the potential of a close friend like that, but at the same time I do feel like I dodged a bullet and also because I am surrounded by other friends and I don't feel like I'm missing anything, I really feel okay. I guess this is the importance of maintaining and working on a diverse social network instead of just being satisfied once a few places fill that .