I promised my life to Alison. Gave it to her. Dedicated my future gladly. We were supposed to discover new wrinkles, take long walks, talk about the kids, go out for breakfasts to some mom's and pop's joint.
Now I have my life back. The possibilities are endless on how to dispose of it, but the one possibility I was excited about is gone.
So what now?
No decision is a decision. But, any decision seems unfulfilling, especially no decision.
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