Six and a half years later I sometimes look at my ex girlfriend, and think to myself that she is a wonderful woman, and I wonder how things went wrong. The explanation is almost certainly that I am less wonderful.
Rather a pity, that.
If both of us had been a little less Asperger-y, we might have had children.
I'll just leave that thought right there.
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