B basically broke up with me.
He's taking the weekend to discover whether he has time to spend with someone on a regular basis, or not. I really like him, so while we haven't known each other long, I am pretty upset.
In an email entitled by my own mother:
Frogs: We have to kiss a lot of them.
B is home this weekend, actually called me from the airport with the bad news. M & T helped analyze the situation for me, but the outcome does not look good.
I guess the San Francisco fall gloom has officially set in. With school becoming tougher, a part time job started, and a lover...something's gotta give, right?
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