Sorry, I just was reading through one of my blogs and I had to say something. I was wrong, and I did jinx myself. It isn't that I'm over him. It's just that I was starting to forget. BUt he was only around me for a few seconds before I remembered how I felt. I hate love. Now there's a poetic oxymoron for you. That would be another advantage to moving. If I didn't see him maybe I'd forget.