One learns to accept the fact that no permanent return is possible to an old form of relationship; and, more deeply still, that there is no holding of a relationship to a single form. This is not tragedy but part of the ever-recurrent miracle of life and growth.
Who here actually thinks I would do Fifty Shades of Grey as a movie? Like really. For real. In real life. . . ?. . . Good. Well that's that sorted then.