I had intense acid reflux after we spoke. I knew this meant we weren’t over it, at least I wasn’t. Rarely are the vital conversations one-and-done, you have to force yourself to bring it up again later, and try and see it as a growth thing. And I guess it is. But I’m still left with a sense of fracture. Maybe I don’t need this old “friend” in my life any more. Or maybe I just need to keep going.