I travel without barely any luggage. Just a second set of underwear and binoculars and a map and a toothbrush.
I consider myself to have been the bridge between the shotgun and the binoculars in bird watching. Before I came along the primary way to observe birds was to shoot them and stuff them.
Getting over someone is a grieving process. You mourn the loss of the relationship and that's only expedited by 'Out of sight out of mind.' But when you walk outside and see them on a billboard or on TV or on the cover of a magazine it reopens the wound. It's a high-class problem but it's real.