Local Emotions

The thing goes like this:
I cannot help myself but planning every action I take and the following days are no exception: I'm pretty much finishing isketching the masterplan for this weekend which includes meeting M2 'completelly by chance' to disect the no-future decision chosen for our relationship whatsoever. For now. Same old post-break-up 'I need my Ex back' obsession. As if I didn't know the game good, already...
So, I'm planning some hysterical shopping through the city. I'm moving to the US at the end of the month and staying there for a couple of months. Working, of course, but there'll be still plenty of time to have lots of fun. This is why I need a whole new wardrobe: there's no way I could get there with my third-world clothes...
If the shopping fever does not turn my loving desire off, I'm gonna make The Call. No, scratch that: I'm gonna make The Ex Call ANYWAY, no matter how emotionally hungry I might be. Will see what happens and report back. I am almost seeing the door slamming onto my face and that particular cold feeling expression...selfish bastard...
What I do know is that I am not wasting this particular weekend. Gotta take advantage of my trip. It is good already, but I have to do something about my current local situation. I have a strong excuse now to see and express my feelings to those people who are on denial - M2 topping the list, of course.
There are a couple of things that I shall do based on the final resolution over the matter:
1) Haging out with the town hotties overseas. (This is in case I can overcome M2 which seems pretty unlikely, so do not count on this).
2) The illusion of making up with M2. (Much more unlikely but dreaming is free).
Evaluating the options, it looks as though I will spend my whole stay abroad alone, analizing the details of the recent failing happily ever after.

My dumbness and M2's stubborness; it's clearer now why it hurt so much being together.