In 2008, I had decided to marry a woman — and we had set a date — but I needed to break the news to another woman who had been hoping I would come back to her.
I knew what I wanted, but when I met with the second woman, something went wrong. She begged me to change my mind and I felt guilty because I couldn’t give her what she wanted. I made the worst possible decision for everybody, all because I tried to sit on the fence and avoid hurting anyone.
I got lost that weekend and I feel as though I’ve never found my way home.

With space shuttle finally dead, free market can do better job in space
Christmas looks different now, but I still see joy with eyes of a child
Lousy personal choices are at root of most of our problems
Brutal truth is that we will never be able to fix all of world’s evils
Race discrimination: Sometimes evil, but sometimes praiseworthy?
How can I make sense of a world that’s fundamentally nonsensical?
Death of classmate from past feels like a reminder to change my life