Sarah and I have broken up. It was hard to do, but I think it was the right thing. I think it’s kind of funny that Sarah has her blog up which I can read. It’s kind of like I get the ‘gossip’ of how she’s doing without the trouble of mutual friends.

A very modern breakup.

In Sarah’s first post after it happened, she posted some song lyrics. I like the idea, so I’m following suit. At the end of this are the lyrics from Simon and Garfunkel’s Overs.

Three years is a long time, and it was mostly good. Here’s to moving on and doing the right thing.

Why don’t we stop fooling ourselves? The game is over, Over, Over. No good times, no bad times, There’s no times at all, Just the new york times, Sitting on the windowsill Near the flowers.

We might as well be apart. It hardly matters, We sleep separately.

And drop a smile passing in the hall But there’s no laughs left ’cause we laughed them all. And we laughed them all In a very short time.

Time Is tapping on my forehead, Hanging from my mirror, Rattling the teacups, And I wonder, How long can I delay? We’re just a habit Like saccharin.

And I’m habitually feelin’ kinda blue.

But each time I try on The thought of leaving you, I stop… I stop and think it over.