Ghosted

by Rosie Walsh

We can perhaps only ever fall in love without knowing quite who we have fallen in love with.

It’s just somehow become the received wisdom that we don’t have a choice. About anything. Jobs, relationships, happiness. All beyond our control.”

Things aren’t all that good for me at the moment. I don’t know what to do with myself—I feel like I’m losing my mind.

“But who cares about hobbies, if you’re spending all your time doing a job you love?”

But everyone needs downtime. Nonthinking time.

“Maybe it’s not a city-living thing, or even a job thing,” I said. “Maybe it’s just me. I do sometimes look at other people and wonder why I can’t find time to do all the things they seem to do outside of work.”

“Life is too short to run around after someone who makes you miserable.”