Contrary to your complaints of loneliness and instability, I believe your heart guides you forward. That’s the problem: no one wants to admit that being alone can be fun. You come home to an empty house, after having lost the best relationship of your life; you pour yourself a drink, put on some music, and cry until your whole body aches. You glance over at the coffee table upon which is a framed photograph of yourself and the man you’ve just left. You’re too tired to cry again, but muster the last remnants of energy to recall you haven’t felt this bad since you broke up with your first boyfriend. You realize that the empty void before you is your life; and, suddenly, your heart fills with passion. If you like it or not, it’s fun: it may be the most fun you’ll ever have.
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