Breaks ups:

Hey Red, how goes it, sorry I have been out of touch in the past couple of weeks, I have been spending some quality time with loved ones so no time for extracurricular activities.

No answer.

Just as well, whatever had to be said was said already: she missed daddy, then said she will be in New Jersey for the weekend (fine, whatever), then daddy was out of touch, therefore no reason for any one of the two parties to follow up on the other. A naturally fizzling relationship. Better that, than all the drama that involves some breakups.

Why, it seems like it was just yesterday....

Technology has enabled text breakups, bringing the whole dynamic to new levels of speed and efficiency. Isn't technology just amazing?

'Hey sorry Malone, market sucks, lost gobs of $$$ need to take a break from dating and drinking, must focus instead on my stock charts. I will be sleeping with them over the next few months.'

'This really sucks, by the way, I feel slighted David!!!'

Next day at 7:30 AM:

'Are you sure? I really REALLY feel bummed out. I don't want this to end so soon, you're making me emotional'

I pulled over as I didn't want to cause an accident with too much texting and driving.

'Sorry Mal, but I need to claw back here, my colleagues in New York already got Lehman'ed. Let's forget this for a while and let's both go to work now, ok? I am pulling in the parking lot now, and need to focus on what I need to do on the desk.'

I do regret breaking with her in that way, I much prefer doing so in person, even though it is more awkward that way. Especially when I had known her for several months and had nothing but great times with her.
I think I may have let stock market worries influence my thinking to the point where I couldn't see anything else in front of me. But what else can you do when you have the worse swoon in more than a generation? Even the value of my childhood gold collection was going down.!

And in the end, a break up is a break up so the final effect is exactly the same.

A few months later, around Christmas time, I did get in touch with her again, and invited her for a holiday dinner at her favorite restaurant. I wanted to treat her (dinner plus lots of sugar), and also to apologize, and of course see her again, as I had missed her.
She made the hilarious comment that she didn't have any sexy underwear on, as she wasn't sure that the sparks would fly again between us. And she also said she had left the sex toys I had bought her at her mother place (huh?). We both burst out laughing.
It was good to reconnect, even if only for a day. And before anyone asks, I honestly do not know why it was only a day, and not getting the relationship back together, since we both wanted it. My mind works in mysterious ways sometimes.
Strange: this post started to be about breakups, and ended up about something else.
Where is my former mistress when I need her editing skills, lol.