Being alone in a crowd like this doesn’t concern me as much as it used to, doesn’t gnaw at me like it did when I was young and foolish. Before I slapped a ring on my finger to try and fill that void. I’ve spent most of a marriage wishing desperately to not have to put on a show of pretend coupledom when I was out in public with Mandy, and the rest easily repeating the lies about how much of a shame it was to be flying solo while my adoring wife was off traveling the world.
