9 / 12
It's been nine months since I was last unattached, or single. Nine months can be seemingly long, especially when we were mostly homebound - no flying no traveling etc. Thanks to this pandemic, both positively and negatively it has left an impact to my life. It's just but nine months, again though, it may be seemingly long but to most successive families, they do it for 19 years, 29 years, 39 years and more. I do not know still, if I could do it for so long, even though I have known for very long that I enjoy and indulge in this relationship. I treasure every limited time spent in companion; the sense of insecurity remains. This notion of course, I must clarify that it comes from myself, and has nothing to do with any other person. This is to be fair to people who loved me who are willing to share with me their lives. The sense of insecurity which has never faded is comes from the future which is full of possibilities and unpredictabilities. I once hoped I was a fortune tell