Sunday night Stephanie and I broke up. We talked, we hugged, and then decided to make stew because we were both hungry. We went to the kitchen, turned on the radio, gathered utensils and ingredients, and began cooking dinner as we had done many times in the past three and a half years. My first task was dicing an onion. Just as I cut it in two Snap Judgement began a new story. The voice coming through the radio was talking about his work, which was very peculiar. People hired him to break up with their significant others. What a comedic situation for Steph and I; breaking up, hearing this program immediately after, and me weeping not for sadness but the onion on the cutting board. It was difficult not to smile just a bit. The sad tears came later.
Posted on: Wed, 26 Mar 2014 01:28:23 +0000
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