A couple of weeks ago, Charlie and I were "just" moving apart. At this point, it's moved to ending the relationship. Finito. This has really been the status for a bit more than a week at this point, but we kind of ritualised it today (by editing our relationship status on facebook).

Since I've had this on my mind for some time, I've already gone through some internal images... last night, it was the image of empty walls in my apartment where her furniture used to be (well, they are still there, this is an image of a future-to-come, see?)... I talked about this with Ulrika, and she quickly identified the emotion, so simply...
*takes in how you feel* You have started to mourn
And yeah, that's where I am, I'm mourning this relationship. Which also means that I'm letting go, untying the ties, letting it slip away, watching a loved one go away, to whatever life will become for her.

Charlie hasn't moved yet, but will next weekend... she's found a lovely (she says, I haven't seen it) smaller apartment closer to the city. She's started to prepare, I see her plates piled on the dining table, all ready to be packed... the move is underway.

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Not much more to say right now...