This afternoon, someone shared with me some news about one of my ex-boyfriends -- good news -- and then, seemed somewhat surprised that I hadn't already heard directly. Then they asked if I wanted to see the email. And my honest, instinctive answer was no -- even though there was that little ping of curiosity in the back of my mind. I think it's the same thing that makes people check the newspaper for wedding announcements or read their exes' blogs. But ultimately, he is so far out of my orbit at this time -- and I am so far out of his -- that I don't feel the need to test the gravitational pulls.
This may sound like maturity, but it's not, really. It's selfishness or self-centeredness or something similar. I wish him the best, but I don't really care about the details. I certainly don't care enough to call or write, and don't expect it in return. Velvet used a phrase that I liked today -- "It's someone else's problem now." Amen.