an unrehearsed universe

Divergence

But the interesting stories are in the falling out.  Why do you think fairy tales end when they get to happily ever after?

That’s a cynical notion of romance.  Most people don’t want to live a life worth telling stories about.  They’d rather live in the boring happy ending. 

Where’s the romance in slowly grinding down each other’s hopes and dreams?  I’ll take near-starvation under desert skies over suffocating with a house and children. 

It’s not always like that you know.  I think it’s really wonderful, finding someone, making a life.  Realizing that there are new dreams, new hopes, on that path.

For you, and people like you.  Not me.  Not now, anyways.  Hopefully not ever.

How did it come to this?  Doesn’t it matter to you, not even a little, compromising to make this work?

Why ask me that?  No one wins if I answer.

But I’m serious.

Fine.  You changed.  You’re unhappy because I haven’t.