IORBD: I ONLY REMEMBER BEING DISAPPOINTED

This series is the dissection of an affair for the purpose of posterity, insight, and reckoning. I hoped, through un􀃸inching self-examination, to discern intentions not seen before, to plumb the depths of my own vulnerabilities. I collected and read and reread, pen scribbling till I was tortured by every joke in every email, every text brimming with acrid truths. These works were made with the intention to accurately sum something, to mine certainty from a wilderness that is the past. An unrealistic endeavor, surely. What I believe is captured however, is the absurdity of ego’s involvement within a love story.