You use this photo as a bookmark?
Yes, I love that picture.
Would you like one that isn’t more than a decade old?
I’ve been using this one for a while, and it still works.
Someone more sensitive than I am might think you preferred the younger version of me.
I would love an updated picture, now that you mention it.
How about this one?

You don’t look particularly happy in this picture. When was it taken?
I wasn’t, and yesterday.
Is something wrong?
Yes. There is something I need from you, and you aren’t going to like it.
What is it?
I need to spend eight weeks in Yaddo. Alone.
Yaddo?
It’s an artist’s colony about 45 minutes north of Albany, NY.
Eight weeks?
I have the money saved, and I need to do something to get renergized. This is a huge opportunity for me.
Alright, then, when do you leave?
I could start the beginning of April, so — a couple of weeks from now.
Well, I assume that the “alone” part is important in what you are trying to accomplish, so… I hope it goes well. What all do you need to do to get ready?
There are a million things. I knew you would notice when I started making all these lists…
,.. Hang on a second! How long have you been planning this?
Since Christmas, when we ran into Oliver. He was there a couple of years ago, and suggested it might help.
And why are you just now telling me?
I know how you get about my ex-boyfriends.
Well, there seem to be an awful lot of them. And secrecy isn’t the best way to assuage jealousy. Is Oliver going to also be at…
No. Remember I said I needed something from you?
Yes.
I need you to understand why I am doing this. I have to start producing top-quality work again. I have to, have to, have to.
I get that.
And I need you to understand my leaving for a month is not about you.
…
So you aren’t going to say anything?
What is there to say?
Okay, then. Tell me how you feel.
I’d rather not. This isn’t about me.
Listen, I know I have gone about this the wrong way. I should have talked to you a couple of months ago. But you’ve been super stressed out at work and I didn’t want to add my artist drama to your already full plate. This is not about me being unhappy with you or anything like that.
Mmm.
Please tell me what’s going through your head.
Have you ever placed a coin in one of those large funnel things where the coin makes spirals all around before it finally disappears into the funnel? Well, that’s what I am trying NOT to do — spiral.
… because …
Because it feels like (1) I wasn’t perceptive enough to pick up on what was going on with you — but OLIVER was; (2) You were so worried about my apparently insane jealousy that you didn’t bother to even talk to me about it until you had to; and (3) Because it just occurred to me that I don’t know who even took that picture of you that you just gave me.
Oliver is in film and Yaddo specializes in that so it was on his mind; I am sorry about not telling you sooner, but I didn’t want to worry you over something I might have backed out of; and my sister took the photo, in case you think I have a parade of exes coming through our house to make you new bookmarks.
And look, I am sorry, too. I want you to be happy, so… go do what you have to do. The cat and I will be fine here.
So you are totally cool with this.
I didn’t say that. But I will be. Love sucks, but only because life sucks.
Besides, don’t you think I might also be jealous wondering what you are doing with all your new found free time?
Oh yes, because you married a former model with a million exes. No wait, that was me that did that.
Yes, I just married the successful business executive guy who is also creative. You don’t sound like the lead in a romantic novel at all.
I love you and I trust you. And I hope you come back.
Oh, sweetheart…









