Pauses

On Wednesday I received a call on my mobile while I was at work. I answered, happily thinking that it was my TikusfromPerth who arrived that morning.


It turned out to be my ex, who I have not spoken to in years.


The conversation started off with small talk about work and from that point plummeted into one of those dismally awkward conversations filled with pauses.

He kept asking whether there was anything new happening in my life. I got the distinct feeling that he wanted to know if I was seeing anyone so I responded with vague, evasive replies. He then went on to mention that he noticed I was no longer on Facebook and that he tends to use it to keep in touch with friends.

So he finally discovered that I blocked him.


Do I care?


Nope.


I don't go prying into his life. He shouldn't pry into mine.