One day, Dear Single was walking down the street of her lonely neighborhood in her lonely city. Sick of waiting for her husband, and having apparently no say in the critical matter of when exactly he planned to pop into her life, she suddenly said aloud, "Where are you, Husband?"
Even though she was surprised by her outburst, she did in fact feel relieved. She decided to make it a daily exercise in maintaining her, err sanity. And thus, Dear Husband began.
Dear Single is on a quest for a happy home with a tall dark and handsome Someone who has skillfully avoided her for years, shape-shifting into boyfriends and then disappearing behind a stranger on the bus, only to vanish again as quickly as he appeared.
So, from the farthest outer reaches of normal behavior, Dear Single is reaching into the void to talk her Someone who doesn't yet exist… but certain that someday soon, He will.
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