The Great Ego Band-Aid

Just when I was whining about being so brutally rejected by my supposed summer fuck buddy, a blast from the past swooped in to repair the damage to my fragile ego. Yep, one of the cancerous former flames has yet again resurfaced - with blatant offers of sensual delights. At least someone, somewhere still finds me desirable.

Often I am amused and annoyed by the way people seem to continually pop up in my life when I think they are gone for good, but this time, I am actually grateful.