One thing is certain. There is no certainty in life. I should have learned that lesson back in 2013, when even my own body betrayed me. Still, I go on trusting that life will be reasonable, people will be worthy of my trust, and I will live happily ever after, despite the fact that this is never the case.

At the end of March, I moved back into my house, alone. I found a water leak in the pipes inside the walls that made it necessary to completely demolish both the guest bedroom and bathroom do...