…it would be nicer if those sweet possibilities, that dreamy anticipation you have when you’re fifteen or twenty or twenty-five, even, and you know that the most perfect person in the world might walk into your shop or office or friend’s party at any moment… It would be nicer if all that was still around somewhere, in a back pocket or a bottom drawer. But it’s all gone, I think, and that’s enough to make anyone cross.Nick Hornby, High Fidelity