You meet someone – and if it’s the right person it is always unexpected. One can never scheme for meeting the right person. It is always by chance, an accident, but you know it’s the special one because suddenly life throbs with colour and opportunity and meaning. Your deepest needs are fulfilled. You have everything. You’re in heaven. Seconds later – it seems only seconds – that ‘someone’ closes their heart to you. The vistas vanish. All is cancelled. None of it makes sense. But you are in Siberia. You spend the rest of your life trying to grasp what on earth happened, or poisonously seeking
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