MoMA Date for Three

Emily,

Oh, wretched state! Emily, I might as well be struck down by God this instant. You would not believe what happened when James showed up to tour the museum. He wasn’t alone! I almost died of agony upon their arrival – “their” meaning James and his fiancée Eve. Yes, you read that correctly. James is engaged, and to an undoubtedly respectable and quite attractive woman who works for the mayor! It’s a nightmare, an absolute nightmare! Why? I can hardly understand it. Eve is one of those people that believe in convention, and structure, and reason! She is probably the least passionate person I have ever met – no real charisma or vitality, nothing! Yet, she is something. She is HIS something, and what am I to do?

We got along I guess. We had the polite just-met-you-this-is-kind-of-awkward-but-let’s-pretend-it’s-not conversation, and everything kind of worked itself out. I gave them the tour, they were happy, and I, well I felt a thousand knives slicing at my insides the entire time. The worst part about it is that James seems to be content with her. Well, I guess any man would be. Enough about Eve though.

The real issue is that I cannot picture one moment of my future without James in it. He constantly occupies my every thought, and all I want more than anything in this world of simple-minded people and empty action is to be with him. I so desperately want to be with him, but right now I am refused the satisfaction of his presence, so I shall leave it to my dreams to create the happiness, the overwhelming emotion I feel when he and I are together.

- Anna