At some point, I start seeing my girlfriends, or ex-girlfriends, as "the" (person), a larger than life individual that can't possible be anything less, and I mentally refer to them by their full name.
It's kind of like they each get to be a famous person inside my head. (Forever, BTW.)
"She'll be ok... after all, she's (person)."
"Don't they know who she is? She's (person)."
The dark-haired girl has now entered this territory, although it was thoughts of the prof that originally instigated this realization this week.
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