Once upon five years ago, Fiercely Independent & Stubbornly Single Me met Him and suddenly morphed into Oh So Happily Committed (and Wouldn’t Have It Any Other Way) Me. Then, once upon a week and a half ago, I was reintroduced to Single Me. It was quite an awkward reunion. We’d fallen out of touch, and discovered that we don’t have much in common anymore and we don’t even really enjoy one another's company. But since we’ll be roommates for the indeterminate future, there’s no other choice but to get along, right?
Something tells me that it’s bound to be a love-hate relationship.
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