My dearest readers,

I am very sorry to inform you of this, and I'm not even sure that enough of you are invested enough in my stories to care, but it seems that this story, Neverending Difficulty, will have to be put on hiatus until further notice, due to the fact that I seem to have contracted a highly irrational fear of romantic intimacy. Because of the first-person perspective of the story, and the irrational nature of my new phobia, it feels as if the actions I depict have actually happened, and have been performed on me. Insane, right? I know. I guess that's why they call it an irrational fear, huh? What's even stranger is that this inspires a drabble, one like like my story 'Too Much to Ask,' whose portrayal of L is actually a manifestation of the person who caused this fear. I apologize for this babbling, and if this drabble comes to be real, then that will be the next time I see you.