It was the strangest feeling, to not care. So surreal. Like watching myself up on stage, and knowing that I was forgetting all of my lines.
At 5:00 today, my phone woo-hooed. It started blinking.
I answered, of course, but I still didn't care.
Much later my phone woo-hooed and blinked again.
This time, I cared. Even though I pretended not to, I cared as much as I've ever cared about anything.
But it was too late, and I knew it.