Whenever I sit down to write, type, or even think, it seems like things are moving way too fast for me to even snatch a single thought --or thought process- and put it down on paper or screen. This makes for a relatively...
Things are strange these days. I don't feel a connection anymore. I go to work for 8 1/2 hours a day, and come home to almost a stranger. Any romance is forced, and leaves me feeling concerned for the longevity and strength of our relationship. I've never been an overly confident person (for the most part), and I tend to over-analyze certain things, so when I start to feel this way, I just can't shake this worrisome feeling I have following me around. Its like a black cloud, and it makes it harder for me to initiate anything either, because I hate being rejected by someone who "loves" me time and time again.
So we transition into a life as "room mates" rather than "lovers".
I sincerely hope this doesn't continue for an extended period of time. I don't think I could handle it.
Yours
-Jr
"what you say about his company is what you say about society"
- Rush (Tom Sawyer)