It occurs to me that the root of all of these coincidences is me. Maybe I should leave this place, rather than just keep being surprised that everyone here is from the same place I’m from. I think this is my clue that I’ve been here too long, and all of these people have too.
I have to talk with the boy about going back to work. I don’t want to lie to him. If he leaves he leaves. If he wrecks my life in retaliation, like my ex did, then so be it. I have so many feelings about this, but being a selfish bitch and not letting anyone else have a say in a life I want them in is not fair, and I don’t want to do that to anyone ever again.