I’m going to cheat on my wife. I know that sounds silly to say, because I haven’t done it, because I could decide not too. But it feels inevitable, like it’s out of my hands and predetermined. Because I’m falling in love with someone who isn’t my wife. But I’m scared, not of ruining my marriage, that’s not much left to ruin. I’m scared that I’ll hurt the woman I’m falling in love with, that the guilt I know she feels will break her. That I will break her. She’s young and vivacious and pure, and I’m just a sad middle aged man. All I know is that my life has enriched immensely since I met her. I don’t want to hurt anyone, but it’s already too late.