A Sentence on Long Weekends and a Paragraph on an Ex-Girlfriend

Personally, long weekends are the worst. I remember back when I had 3 months of jack shit to do: nothing but sitting down on a chair and doing god-knows-what on a computer. Looking back, trying to remember that period of my life, one woman defined that period of my life: Rachel.

I met her by chance on Omegle (I was a really bored motherfucker at the time), we added each other on Skype, and for 3 months, it was pure marital bliss, so to speak. She was smart, well-spoken, a well open-mind, and she was a fiery redhead to boot.

Then it was over, just like that. We broke up, and we've never talked to each other since. I wonder sometimes how she's doing. I hope she's doing well.

 - Ryan