He never quite understood what letting go meant. People said it like it was a place you could walk to, like there was a door marked closure and all you had to do was step through it. He looked for that door often but never found it. He tried though, he tried the way people try diets, earnestly at first, then sporadically, then not at all. He deleted numbers, deleted conversations, avoided places that carried too many memories. He told himself stories about moving on, about growth, about how this time it is going to be different.