But if your boyfriend, out of nowhere and with no advance warning whatsoever, dumps you for no apparent reason, is it really about you? Or is it all him?

The past doesn't just disappear after it's happened.

Maybe there is no one perfect person and anyone you end up with will eventually make you think there’s someone better out there.

Maybe it's impossible to find everything you want in one person. Maybe everyone in your life gives you certain things you need. And your friends give you the rest of what you can't get from your boyfriend.

No one is worth wasting a gorgeous weekend over.

Maybe but... if being impulsive means ruining other people's lives, then maybe I should just stay the same.

Walks are never as good during the day. At night, when everyone's apartments are lit up and you can see inside, that's where the action is. Everything about this fascinates me. Windows, lampposts, building facades. Looking into other people's lives. The way it all comes together, this entity greater than the sum of its parts. I feel inspired. I'm excited about my future life.