Moving on...

Date: 5/24/2021

I was in a prior relationship, getting through the end of it. Mostly by going about my everyday life. My everyday life in this world included ... Public speaking? Lots of backup dancers around while I did speak. Sing? It was speaking but there was also singing... I had a supportive family around. Me being sad made them sad. We had dinner and they squeezed me in at the small round table, moving the child to his own. I felt kinda bad but explained it happened to him and he'd get older and it wouldn't. I ate and my family patriarch... A kind boisterous man... Presided and kept trying to make the air light, cheer me up. I think I ate mashed potatoes with my hands. Maybe I pinched it with other food.. There was a dad, a friend of mine. He lost his daughter.. she died. He was hell determined to get to her. He kept trying portals at work.... Making them. Shuffling through a tunnel saying portals happened all the time portals to parallel universes... Where his daughter was alive. He tried to convince me to come too, or maybe just to stand with him. Convince him it was really a thing. I had a friend who was a magician, or a wizard or something. He practiced magick and knew about Hogwarts. He was also reluctant to root for me getting back with the girl I broke up with. But he did do a spell in a map that would bring her back if she wanted to, if it was a good idea, if it needed to happen. But the dad who lost his daughter... He was right. We managed to find our way into an other world, a parallel universe. he disappeared immediately once we got there, skidaddled off to find her I guess. I was stuck... At work. And I took work seriously... So here I wasn't forced to work with my ex. In my world we might have sung together...here I sing alone. And a few office details were different. I tried best to keep up. But after work was the real interesting part. Clearly things happened differently here. I was lounging in some bar/night club downstairs and some female -dressed in a suit and slicked up for either a show or some Elvis wanna be festival - was sitting and glaring at me over her drink. She made some comment about my my ex, and it wasn't clear how our break up went down here but she was clearly upset on my ex's behalf. And warning me off, or telling me off, or something. I was hungry for any mention of my ex. I hadn't seen her in so long. I braved the conversation I knew nothing about. But after a while, towards the end of the night I ended up kissing her. And there was a moment where I wondered/realized with crushing dismay... was my next relationship destined to be this? With someone I'd never considered? With someone new... In my friend group. Who I just hadn't looked at before? Not my ex... I was sad. It wasn't good news. I thought this person was an idiot.