“Bob,” was a guy I dated in college. We made better friends than significant others. We chatted, partied, danced, tailgated. We fucked, drank, and fought. A lot.
Bob, according to Google, is now living in Los Angeles. He has the job of his dreams directing an entire media division for a large entertainment company (the one with the superheroes). When I learned this, I spent a few minutes considering the what ifs.
And I also considered: what if I’m right where I’m meant to be?
I gaze at my little family asleep on the couch, and feel nothing but relief.