So, that whole Carthaginian thing is long over. I've just read my last post. After that he did tell me about that new boyfirend of his, in a very nice way, and i felt quite a bit better about things. But that wasn't the end of things, at least not from my side. By the time i was back in Sheffield, not long after, he was already in the process, i think, of breaking up with this guy. I had some awareness of this at the time, but, alythough there was what might have been a chance, and a moment, and certainly a willingness and a want, (for my art, at least) i did nothing, since i was only in Sheffield a week. (This on top of all my problems with confidence and all that.) And then the next time time i was back, returned from France for good, he had a new boyfried, and damn it all if this one wasn't cute and nice. I couldn't even be jealous, which was a blow.