The 13th Should Have Been A Sign....

I realized last night as I was stepping out for a night out, that it was my old anniversary with that whore, Rob. Figures we got together on a Friday, the 13th of August, back in 93...here we are, same day of the week etc...odd. So I decided what better way to celebrate my freedom from that scum but with a night out with a friend of mine. A fun time was had last night, going to bars I don't generally go to, being introduced to some funny characters that made the night colorful. The end of the night was spent on the road, yakking to people, familiar faces and a good laugh and one too many vodkas and water, but hey I was celebrating :)
Life the last few weeks has been some what, fast living. I need to slow it down if only for my pocketbook but it has been allot of fun. This is the summer of me and I'm living it.
I have a boy im into and he is as well, so slowly we are getting to know each other and that too is a nice feeling. Being as happy as I have been the last few months, makes me wonder what my life would have been like, if a) I had stayed with Rob, and b)if I had dumped him years back when I should have. The latter is what I should have done but fear of the unknown more than likely delayed that. Although living where I do now, I feel away from friends and family, it is an experience in living alone. When I threw Rob out, sure I was then at Regal Rd all alone, but friends were literally around the corner. Here in my neck of the woods these days, Im getting to know people in my area, none I would call friends just yet, but I am slowly getting there, quicker than it happened at Regal Rd. If I had stayed with Rob I would have been living a miserable existence , especially having experienced what I have this summer alone. Friday the 13th, used to be a special day for me, years ago. Today I realize that its a jinx, its bad luck and that should have been a sign almost 20 years back!