DECEMBER

There was always an emptiness within him, happiness was contra to this emptiness, hence his life turned out floating on decisions he didn't make for himself. It didn't bother him, because he didn't know what he wanted. Until he did. How was he to accept a new truth about himself after thirty years? And what was he to do with this truth?

He can't tell anyone, it will destroy his life, his perfect job, perfect image and his perfect wife. Sarene, the most wonderful woman he knew, the perfect wife he wasn't in love with, he must tell her.

This story reads his last present to her, his suicide note.