Shuffling the Mortal Coil

I've moved on. Shuffling the mortal coil. I have regrets, a few of them. Life has to go on, I supposed. I bury myself with work. It's all work now, almost 24/7. And family, in between the work and the traveling that I do. Yes, my current work requires me to travel quite a lot these days. What the heck, I just want to get away from my regrets. Work, travel, will do just fine.

Bumped into Midget a few months back. She didn't acknowledge. Did she notice? I don't know. Served me right for being a coward that I was. And still am.

Received a call from Tasha last month. To inform me that she's getting married soon. I wished her all the best. Then I hung up. Went back to work in a vain attempt to forget.

MO buzzed me last week. Arranged lunch with her. Almost couldn't make it (or was I just making excuses?). She looked gorgeous as usual. We reminisced about the past. I realised, to my despair, the wound is still fresh. At least the one in me.