Filing for divorce

It's now 2 years and 3 days since we separated. And I'm finally going to the court to file for it. It's a strange feeling. I decide to call Babak and then give up. I should avoid any drama.... Arash called me last night. I return his call and while chatting, I tell him. We laugh at ourselves and how things are different in our generation... or maybe for us....

I take the bus to downtown. The file is in my hand. As I walk towards the court, I look around... why? Maybe I'm looking for someone or any excuse to delay this!!? What is this taboo that is so strong.... But I pull myself together... no time for drama! I walk in. The court smells paper, smells bureaucracy! Probably like all courts in the world. The behaviors are court like: Nice, but it's all about the law.

He processes the papers thoroughly and enters the info into computer.... Pay $144.50.... He explains me the rest of the process: She signs this now and then you two sign these after 90 days.... and bring these back here. And that's it.

I walk outside... thinking and thinking ....And then: oh shit, I've gotta run. I'm getting late for my haircut.