Marriage. It was not my job. I never thought of marriage. Marriage. It should be my job. I am old enough to have a family. Marriage. It is my own job. Though my parents are willing to interrupt. To get married, I need to meet my fate. To meet my fate, I need to meet some girls. To meet some girls, I need to go to Korea. To go to Korea, I need to make some money to get a ticket. To make money, I need to work. To work, I need to forget everthing. While forgetting, the idea about marriage disappears. Thus, I am still single, and lonely. Poor, single, and busy Guest