I thought I might get married, however I just never did. truth is I never felt the urgency. Maybe if I met the right woman – someone who made me realise the necessity or perhaps my own vulnerability? Maybe that’s what happens? Though I don’t think I’d ever let that happen to me. This is probably why I don’t want to get married.
What is a full life? Happiness sounds like a good bet.
I wonder if I it’s because I’m not convincing enough. I never cared much for convincing or confidence. This is a perhaps the reason for it all. But I think it ultimately because I don’t want it.
Though, I like being unsure. I like the modesty and honesty of it. Perhaps im unbalanced here and need to be more sure. For why? To get married? Why must I get married?
Perhaps so that I shall not live or die alone? I suspect I’ll die alone either way so I don’t think that’s a good reason to do it.
Maybe I’ll just die by mistake, or I’ll kill myself or maybe I’ll be murdered? I don’t know what the future will feel like or how I’ll react. I suspect I’ll just live with life.
Perhaps my ambition in life is to see where I go and how I feel about it.
I’ll be alone. However I will be there.
When someone asks, why I never did – maybe it’ll just be because I just never did.