Down

Today was really awful. Class was fun, but I was emotionally down for the rest of the day. At work, two of my co-workers were pretty darn close to making public displays of affection. It was nauseating. I should explain -- I briefly dated the female co-worker, but she eventually turned me down. No sweat, I'm used to that by now. But my group recently moved to a different office. Long story short, she's openly flirting with a guy in the new office who not only has a girlfriend, but who also is quite literally half her age. Good for her, I suppose. I have no problem with other people flirting. It's good for your health, I hear. What makes it painful for me is that I used to like her, but she obviously behaves much differently when the new guy is around than when I'm around, as if he's some kind of Adonis, and I'm chopped liver. She laughs a lot more and generally seems much happier. The contrast is stark. I am happy for her -- it's just that one day, I wish I could be happy for me.