My ex's dog died today. What's weird is that I've been thinking of that dog since Sunday, wondering if it was okay. Well actually, I wondered if any of my ex's exes would think of killing the dog out of spite - it was just a silly thought back then, really. I like the dog well enough to not kill it. I don't have a grudge for my ex or anything, too, in fact I sort of feel sorry because I know my ex is overly fond of dogs. It feels weird to have one of those kind of thoughts again, where one moment I get a sudden random thought and after a time something related to the thing I was thinking of happens. I don't get goosebumps anymore, but it never stops feeling weird.