Hiccup

Eh-hem.....(clearing my throat)....

Well, the thick growing suspense has finally ended. No more mystery as the dishes present themselves. The hidden profiles and the weekly chats, though alluringly appetizing right at the beginning, were merely walls of facades. The blossoms on my face and the heat of the spring fever are starting to sizzle off like the rising chimney smoke.

Fate, as I predicted, has intervened my love life once again with its devilish trick, punctuating it with yet another smack on the face. I am now back to the old days of my seemingly happy singlehood, waiting with bated breath for the arrival of the next menu of romance.

I will move on.