A guy who stood me up on a date two years ago and never contacted me again, stopped in the store to let me know he is leaving the country tomorrow, and he gave me a book of postcards he created, so that I would "keep in touch".
I often believe, due to the transient nature of my relationships, that I'm the weirdo with the communication issues. And I'm not saying that I don't have communication issues, myself, but more and more I realize that I just attract people who don't know how to interact with the world, or how to interact with me.
Between this and the very brief return of Sora to my life in January, I'm considering joining a monastery with a lax porn policy.
The postcards are beautiful, though. Even though a rudimentary internet search proved he didn't make them.
I also attract fucken liars.