it figures

and with the advent of this day i go from one age declaration to another. it's interesting how that works. and pretty much as predicted, this birthday, the last of my fourth decade, was not what i would call a happy one. and with every declaration of that simple wish extended to me by quite a few well-wishers i thought about how far from happy i am.

and then with only the kind of impeccable timing that seems to have characterized our life together, michael reaches out to share that he is speaking to an attorney tomorrow about the dissolution of our civil union. there was no mention of my birthday, so i'm uncertain if he somehow thought this was an appropriate gift or not. i'm not certain either, but i do know that perhaps another day would have been  better for receiving a reminder that i'm a failure at love. i guess he couldn't wait until valentine's day.