There have been Moments, 21G. Moments when I’d leave Machines Lab thoroughly disgruntled and stomp across to the bus stop, expecting to have to shoulder my bag and wait for a ride home. And there you’d be– an in all your fair, air-conditioned glory, waiting for me. Sadly, however our relationship seems to have run its course. It has deteriorated to what I shall call the “It’s not me, it’s you”-case. And I find myself increasingly at a loss to justify my loyalty in face of your lack of reciprocity. In fact, it shouldn’t surprise you to know that I’ve met someone- a suburban train, to be specific, and much like himself, I would like to give our relationship my all. That being said, I’m sure we could still be friends if that should suit you.