03:43… looking back at my memories, trying to piece them together. I seem to think that one of the few times I have been mad in my life was something that Nay did to me. I seem to think that I was hanging around in England because of her. I think I tried to push her to get together and she wasn't having any of that, but there was one night, I went up to Ipswich and she may have decided to go out with someone else, I got mad at her, slammed the door behind me and then went back to Colchester/Wormingford for the night and on that trek home, I decided that I would go back to Canada.
It might have been something close to that event, which changed my life's course. I think that was the last time that I had been mad, until that time in February with Dad. Wow.
03:56… I need that written down.
04:16… thinking about it more, Nay could have made my affinity towards older women and likely could explain how my philosophy on relationships came about.
I seem to recall that when Nay and I hung out, it was just easy. There was nothing overly difficult about it and after I tried to push it forward, she wasn't having any of that and I seem to think she chose someone else and that's what really pissed me off.
I'm going to share this with her and see how close my broken brain came down to it. That would have been in 2005 and it was 17 years between times I literally got mad.
04:26… clearly, I'm good with her now. Her apologizing for not sleeping with me makes way more sense now.
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