Blast from my romantic past

"Who woulda thought that an island that tiny, would be big enough to hold all our old boyfriends?"
 Miranda Sex and the City

Yesterday was a typical, uneventful Thursday afternoon driving home from work. I take my usual route home to avoid the hell on earth that Orlando people call I -4 (if you call it Interstate 4 it is a tip off to locals that you ain't from around here).

So I'm driving along thinking about how I can't wait to get home and get in my comfy clothes when stopped at the read light I notice a familiar face. Is that Mike? I try to get a better while at the same trying not to have him notice my glances in his direction. A goatee? Not the best look for him. Seriously, is this the same guy who I spent the second half of 2006 depressed because he decided that he would be better off without me? I can't help but enjoy seeing that he doesn't look as good anymore. 

Ty is deep in the midst of his thesis writing which means we get less quality time together and that all his thesis papers, books, etc is crowding our house. August graduation can't come soon enough!