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It’s not like I’m lonesome all the time or pining for a Prince Charming, but sometimes there’s a part of me—maybe twenty percent—that wants that kind of connection so badly it hurts.
“I’m Canadian. We’re raised on apologies and maple syrup.”
Love, health, wealth, family, and work sit on the angles, and if one goes well, it pulls to the side and the lines contract. Love and family life great? Bet you get fired. Excellent new job? Guess who’s getting dumped. Everything hovering in equilibrium? Things are boring. It’s like life doesn’t have enough space to expand those lines so you can experience all you want all at once.
