By Michael Workman
Splitting up is difficult to do. It’s made also harder whenever it takes place when you look at the hold of a unique reality that is social. I’m sitting for a screen barstool at Café Selmarie from the Lincoln Square strip, where I’ve been summoned via text through a flash downpour when it comes to bad news, and I’m completely blindsided. Exactly just exactly How did this take place? It’s absurd, one thing away from a bout of “Bored to Death”: simply three days previously we had been lying in bed discussing plans for a friend’s wedding two months away. We turn my look flooring into the roof. Exactly Exactly What did I miss? Everything decreases, then pauses a beat. My garments are dripping damp, and I’m sitting with (let’s call her) Ramona, whom we came across through an online dating internet site called OkCupid.