What does the future hold?

I don't mind the isolation so much anymore. It used to bother me. Make me restless. But not so much anymore.

Sometimes, though, it does scare me.

I'm a firm believer in things happening for a reason. In every event preparing us for what's to come next.

If all of this is preparation, the question is for what? What could possibly result in so much separation and isolation? What could possibly need me to be so familiar with the concepts of compromise, self-control and putting myself second to most things?

When I look at it in this light, maybe a single life won't be such a bad thing at all...