I'm used to it. And so it is. Regretfully so (and fortunately and happily so), I do consider myself incapable of closeness (of any sorts). It all reminds me of the same circumstances, and I'd rather not revisit.
It is with that, I realize, I ought not to have extended (and casually so, with that) such careless an invitation. A most injudicious decision. One should never (and never strive to) be so happy, so excessively happy. We never are.
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