...she woke up with a flu, an hour after we've appointed. Naturally, she couldn't come. I feel partly relieved because I didn't have to go through the hard talks, but... partly, I feel unsatisfied. The moment of truth was about to come, and it vanished with as little as a phone message. I also realized that, no matter how antagonistic towards the girl I might feel, I don't have it in me to not care about her at all while she's sick. Providing a little compassion and wishing her to get better feels like a good thing to do. I'm not going to go out of my way to comfort her - which is new to me, and it's a progress in setting up boundries - but it doesn't mean I have to be a dick to her, either. How peculiar is life: in nothing happening, you can still learn things.