Day 3

I'm on my third day of my break up. I feel fine now. The pain and grief are gone. I'm less emotional and more reflective now.

The idea that is emerging in my thinking now has to do with not doing relationships anymore. I don't want to be a stringer. A stringer is a confirmed bachelor that strings along a woman with the possibility of a commitment, but he has no intentions of actually committing. This is not something I find appealing.

I don't want any more emotional involvement with women. I already know what I am and what I will always be. I'm a dog. I'm a scoundrel. I just need to erect more barriers and keep any woman from getting too close. This isn't for my sake but for hers.

I have only been a half dog for the last decade or so. I always held out the possibility of getting married or at least thinking it might be worth doing. But I know better. I am all dog now.

Woof! Woof!

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