In other news, have discovered a wonderful new artist, Wax Tailor. French. I seem to have missed all the great things about France while I was there.
My ex husband is thinking of moving back to Madrid in a month. It has been weird having him in Los Angeles, since we are no longer together. We are though, and forever will be, connected by a sacred bond. Love is so complex that I don't think I'll ever understand it. But I am certain I love him. I am also certain that I am not the right person for him, and am holding him back from having a truly happy and perfect relationship with someone who would be better for him. Perhaps the move is a good thing, but as the band aid was slowly pulled off over the last two years, I feel that a move back to Madrid would be like ripping it off all over again. And I'm sure the wound beneath is deep, and will never heal.
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