The ex-friend of mine that I’ve been talking about, after a
couple of hours with her, I am beyond tired. Emotionally and
mentally drained. Everything is always about her, her, her. No
matter how the conversation starts, it invariably, inevitably
always centre around her. I’m as emphatic, sympathetic and patient
as they come but after sooo many years of the same old song, I’m
very happy to have seen the last of her.