You and I know.
Newsflash! Everyone just had to talk about it this week – worried old folks, nosy family relatives, giggly neighbourhood hairstylist. Wow, Chinese New Year must have come early.
There must have been a dreary dearth of topics to be put to debate, so I am not sure why this sudden, utmost concern for my well-being. If data for this were to be presented in a line graph, the statistics for this week would have shown an inexplicable spike in interest regarding the issue at hand that would have even the best mathematicians on the planet scratching at their heads in complete bewilderment, for the series of points would have shot out of the chart entirely.
Last I checked, being single is not a crime. So. I wish I could say that I was flattered by all that (mostly unwanted) attention, but see: I cannot just go and grab a random guy off the streets.
Aragorn always have had his Arwen; whereas Drizzt eventually gave his heart to Catti-brie; while Fitz finally found his happy ending after sixteen long years…
My happily-ever-after may be out there somewhere still, but it will come.