The dots...

Why have you been so kind to me at those events of my chronic disruption?  Our stories have ended, even though those characters are safe in their depths. But, even after the years, deep within I realise that I am becoming more and more obliged to you, to the kindness you have shown me. I would pray for your benevolence.
But, have you forgotten? My stories usually end with dots...

Marriage

Marriages are for the grownup ones. Fortunately or unfortunately,  I am not yet the one.