San Jose again
I thought about it and this is actually the second time in San Jose since the breakup, and it’s a little bit ironic that I’m explicitly mentioning this but I feel like I have reclaimed San Jose in my mind because it does not hurt me. I’m excited to see my friends and I ate a ton of sushi for dinner because it is all work expensed. There was someone from college that was apparently in the area and I found out through sheer coincidence since we hadn’t talked in a long time, and she wanted to hook up with me and I said no and I’m gonna proud of myself for that, because I feel like in my mind sex is something that is kind of sacred in the sense of something loving and caring that you get to do with someone, rather than just satisfying some primal need, or something that society pressures you to do as a form of value.