Found:
Anger and confusion.
I think I've lost him. That's a good thing, right? It's what I wanted, what I needed but... not like this, however this is.
I was bored again. I was lonely again. I went outside to enjoy the sun and met a man. We talked. We drank. We ended up in bed. There's naught wrong with that. Alright, he's not the prettiest or wittiest of creatures. Sure, he started off our encounter with insults, but he's single, I'm single, where's the harm?
