blasts from the past

it's been a weird week so far, and we're only Tuesday... first, i got this email from my sister. about an old flame of mine. what had happened between us, back in the days? memories awakened. feelings. all this to find out she'd met him in a London pub and that she was really attracted to him.

next day, back home, realised my ex was on messenger. for the first time since he'd put me on his list, 2 months back. he signed in just after me. or so it seemed. so i signed out, and signed back in, to see what he would do. nothing. as predicted. or maybe he was hoping i'd do something. which, frankly, after all i've done so far, i can't be bothered to.

then, this morning, this guy sat opposite me in the bus. i never really look at people in the bus. i have my book, and i was totally into the story. can't remember what made me look up, but i did, and this guy, i kid you not, looked exactly like my ex. except for the piercing. and he must have been younger, but you couldn't tell. he had the same hands, and the same nose. totally ridiculous, i know, but after yesterday's msn incident, well, it was really, really weird.