No, Scratch The Word "career." Careers Are

But I Am Content To Live In The Moment, And Allow Myself The Daily Pleasure Of Obsessing. Nothing Lasts Forever, I Tell Myself. Especially The Good Stuff. Although Typically You Aren't Faced With A Hard Deadline

I Love Him Wholly And Unconditionally And Without Reservation. I Love Him Enough To Sacrifice A Friendship. I Love Him Enough To Accept My Own Happiness And Use It, In Turn, To Make Him Happy Back.

It's Simply Human Nature To Have An Occasional, Fleeting Interest In Someone Whom You Once Loved.

He Nods, As If To Acknowledge That Endings Are Almost Always A Little Sad, Even When There Is Something To Look Forward To On The Other Side.

I Think I Hoped For Something More. Maybe I Even Hoped That I Could Find In Richard What I Had With Ben. But It Is Suddenly Very Clear: Richard Is Not Fallin In Love With Me And I'm Not Falling In Love With Richard. We Are Not Creating Anything Permanent Or Special. We Are Only Having Fun Together. It Is A Fling- A Fling Just Like He Said Last Night- A Fling With An Ending Yet To Be Determined. I Feel Relieved To Have It Defined