The whole world was full of people trying to guess their partners’ passwords; people lying awake at night trying to rewrite their memories; people making excuses for their unbalanced marriages; people brokenhearted or cautiously optimistic; people who had made a mess and hadn’t a hope of cleaning it up. All of us just as clueless and clumsy as one another, hoping that our match was looking for us too; hoping that the people we met along the way would be gentle with us. So often they weren’t, though, and you couldn’t fathom their thoughtlessness until it was your turn.
