It is fun clicking someone you do not know. So what if you know them? You might be interested in the subjunctive, but, you need an instantaneous insight to create a circumstance so that you juxtapose your subject against that faded backdrop. It’s not a memory. It is encountering the awkwardness of life surrounded by insipid, pointless and miserable. Does it serve the purpose? No, no idea. But it is not always awkwardness, it is love; love which has never been tested. What do we know about love? What do we know about life? Never mind, life exists and love exists too. Strange, but as time passes love is used as an investigative tool to discover life