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Hot Air Balloon Ride

It was one of those days where I done nothing but sit around. I tried watching television, but nothing was on that interested me. I tried listening to the radio, but the out come was the same. It was lunch time and my stomach was telling me so. I didn't eat much for breakfast, I'm not much of a breakfast person. I eat some toast or something small, but that is about it. I can't stand to eat when I wake up.

There is a restaurant down the road that I like to go to. They have all kinds of specials that are really cheap. My favorite special is the bowl of chili and a drink for only two dollars. I think that is a really good deal, you can't get anything cheaper than that around here. Not only is it cheap, but it is good chili too. I have been going to this place for a few years and I have never gotten a bad meal. This is going to sound bad, but sometimes I get their food and take it home. Especially if I have company over. I've had company tell me that my cooking was the best they have eaten in a long time. What they didn't know was, it was from the restaurant down the road.

I decided to walk down there and get a bowl of chili. I had nothing better to do and I was hungry. I usually walk down, so I can get some exercise. That way I can work off my meal by the time I come home. I don't know if I burn that many calories, but I tell myself that so I don't feel bad for eating restaurant food. Sometimes I like to go over board and get the fried chicken. It isn't one of the two dollar specials, but it is really good. I love to lick the grease off of my fingers while I eat the chicken. That is my idea of of a great meal!

I waited at the counter until they gave me my food. They don't have waitresses at this place, you have to wait at the counter until your food is ready. That is probably why it is so cheap, they don't have to pay people to bring you your food. I don't mind though, I like their food and I like saving money. I could go to these other places, but they charge more and the food isn't half as good. I also like going to a place where the workers know me. I like it when people know how I like my food. It might sound stupid, but that means a lot to me.

Sometimes when I eat at a restaurant, I like to sit near the window while I eat. I like to look outside at the cars and the people that pass by.

I have always been like that, I also like to read the newspaper while I eat. But, that can get messy depending on what you are eating. Not something I like to do while I'm eating their famous fried chicken. I would get that great tasting grease all over the paper and not in my gut!

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw what looked like my ex-boyfriend. I about pissed my pants when I realized it was him. I don't have anything against Eric, I really don't. The problem is, he broke my heart. I don't even understand what happened, he broke up with me.

He said that I was nagging him too much about stuff. That might have been true, but he could have told me to shut the fuck up or something. No need to break up with me over that. Especially thinking that we were together for almost two years. I don't think a two year relationship is something that you throw out over night. Not me, but I haven't argued with him since he wanted to break up. In fact, I haven't said one thing to him. We have been broken up for almost three months now. I still think about Eric, every day I do. It is hard to forget about someone who played such a big part of my life.

I've spent a lot of time crying over Eric. Probably too much time if you get right down to it. I still love him, I know that for a fact. I think about him every night while I'm laying in bed. I think back to how he used to cuddle me while we were in bed. He always liked to cuddle, there wasn't a night that went by that we didn't cuddle. I especially liked it in the winter time. I liked how he would keep me warm on those cold nights. But, all of that was gone now. The bed is lonely with just me in it, but I have survived. Maybe not to the best of my ability, but I have survived none the less.

I was kind of hoping that Eric wouldn't see me. That or maybe he would get his food to go. But, no such luck, he saw me and he got his order for here. I got butterflies in my stomach right away. He didn't have any expression on his face when he saw me. He didn't look happy or sad. If anything, he just looked really hungry. That shouldn't be much of a surprise, since we were in a restaurant.

"Mind if I sit down here?" Eric asked with his tray in hand.

I wasn't going to tell him no, that would make me look bitchy. After all, that is why he broke up with me. Though, I really didn't know what to say to him. I mean, we have been away from each other for almost three months.

"Sure," I said as I wiped my mouth with a napkin.

Eric looked at me a few times and looked down at his food. I found it strange that he didn't even touch his food. He acted like he was thinking, about what I didn't know. I felt like I had so much to say to him, so many things on my mind.

But, I didn't know what to say. I'm the kind of person who doesn't want to appear to be weak. I don't want to give him or anyone else the upper hand when it comes to my emotional stability. But, even all that was just a lie to myself. He was everything to my emotional stability, he was my rock, my anchor.

Everything that I needed out of life I got out of him. In return, all I was, was a bitch. I guess that is how he views me.

"How have you been lately?" Eric asked as he raised his sandwich near his mouth.

"I'm alive," I said trying to hold back my tears.

I didn't really know what else to say. It was good to see him, I could tell him that. It was also nice to hear his voice, I've missed the sound of his voice. I've also missed the smell of his cologne and the scent of his aftershave. All the things that made him a man, I miss those things. He excited every sense that I had and then some.

"What have you been up to?" I asked.

"I've got this really neat job. I fly hot air balloons." Eric said with a mouthful of sandwich.

It hurt me to see him have any kind of excitement. He told me this with great happiness, that made me feel angry. Here I am feeling like shit and he's able to feel good. That doesn't seem fair, but nothing in life seems fair. I only wished that I had the ability to roll stuff off my back the way he does. But, maybe he was really hurting inside. He might have been holding it back, men are like that. Some men won't shed a tear around a woman for fear of being thought of as being weak.

"I'm glad you got a new job. I've always wanted to ride in a hot air balloon," I told him.

"I know you have. Every time I go up, I think about you. It isn't actually much of a ride, we just go up in the air. There are ropes and stuff on the ground that makes sure we don't float off." Eric said as he looked me over.

I knew that it was setting in Eric's mind that he was talking to me. You know how it is when you first talk to someone you had a relationship with. It is uneasy, then you start to check each other out. It kind of reminds me of how dogs sniff each other's asses. They look at each other for a little bit then start sniffing. The only difference with us is, we use our eyes.

"Would you like to take a ride on the balloon when we finish eating?" Eric asked cautiously.

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