I had sort of resigned myself to my life, such as it is. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love being an author and wouldn’t change it for the world. It’s more the ‘off time’, when I’m not writing.
I’m not lonely, in fact I’ve always enjoyed my own company ever since childhood. But I miss having someone who shares my interest…
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