A Drazen World Novella
I chose Jessica.
I married her.
She saved me.
Me — Jonathan Drazen.
What would happen if the wind shifted direction? If I made new suggestions?
I changed my line of sight. I started to focus on the unattainable because nothing was out of my reach. Nothing.
I had the universe by a string. A yo-yo. I could bring it up or down. I could fit it inside my pocket and carry it anywhere I pleased.
Then why did I have an uneasy feeling? The kind of sensation an animal feels just before a storm or an earthquake? It was subtle enough to ignore, but strong enough to prick me, reminding me that denial would result in severe repercussions to my psyche or my marriage.
Suffer now or suffer later.
I had a choice.
Fly away from the clouds or dive head first into the nebula.