My 55th birthday was 3 weeks ago. I thought things were going great. I was dating a 28 year old girl. A night of intimacy and she breaks up with me on the morning of my birthday. No explanations. I wonโt speculate as itโs a waste of my time. I did what any red blooded male would do. I spent the day launching a new company. Fully incorporated, website with A.I. support. Operated the past 3 weeks on my own to try forgetting what happened. To make a long story short, through a mutual friend I learned that she had a guy waiting for her. I canโt figure out why she waited for my birthday to break up. Part of my recovery is to let everyone know what transpired. (I named my A.I. assistant after her and get a kick when irate prospective customers scream on the phone while not realizing that theyโre interacting with an intuitive software.) Next week Iโm off to Puerto Rico to get out of the cold northeast, meet some old friends, and maybe meet some Latinas. Community comments are welcome.