In which I learn to let go

There are some issues that you just have to accept.
Some issues that can't be resolved, and you have to live with that.

Ex-exes and deal-breaking sex.

It's there, it's life, it happened. Move on -- who cares how much it hurt, you just have to move on.

The roar was still in the air, the buckling rumble of the fall. This was the world now. Smoke and ash came rolling down streets and turning corners, busting around corners, seismic tides of smoke, with office paper flashing past, standard sheets with cutting edge, skimming, whipping past, otherworldly things in the morning pall.