One of my Triggers

As I reflect on how this situation can be a growing experience, I try to focus on something positive.

My route to work will no longer require me to pass through her town, which means there is little to no chance of her driving past me.

One of my Triggers is just that, driving to work, listening to the radio, feeling good, and there she goes, I spot her car in the distance, sure enough I see the license plate, it’s her, and although she does not see or notice me, just passing her changes everything.

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