I’ll be honest. There have been times being single that I’ve wanted to disappear. Most repeatedly and vividly, after seeing the disappointment in my mother’s face, with no son-in-law in sight. Also, at a wedding, when all the guests, with the exception of several old ladies in the corner, paired off for a dance. Or as the 23rd wheel at a holiday dinner, with my only compadres being the preteens at the kid’s table. Happily, this is not one of those days.
Image: Exit by Flying Mouse
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