One vision I've had almost all my life is living alone. I can picture an apartment of my own, life by myself - I've always been able to see it plainly while life with John is the vaguest kind of vision.
This evening we had dinner in town in a sandwich shop. We went to see Dracula*, and walked the street looking longingly in the windows of at least half a dozen book shops. How will this night look to me twenty, thirty, or forty years from now? Will I be single, married to John; or someone else? Will I be poor, rich, miserable or happy?
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