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I spent the night on a friend's couch. I pulled the blankets up over me and closed my eyes... and found myself missing you, after two years.

I stayed up listening to our songs on my iPod, and when I tried to sleep again, I couldn't tune out the sounds of Fight Club playing in another room. Then Edward Norton said "Everything's going to be okay" and The Pixies' "Where Is My Mind?" kicked in loudly, cutting through me like a knife, and I got up to price Greyhound tickets to Arcata.

In the morning, I realized the the algorithm for betrayal.

[Transgressions by Party A] x [Party B's Feelings For Party A] = [Quantity of Betrayal]
Letting you back into my life would be wrong. The math says so. But *damn* it's tempting.

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