Sunday, October 11, 2015

happy sunday

i wish i could go back to those days when i could write pretty well in straight english. but sigh. i don't know. i've been rusty. haven't been keeping "house" all that well these past many years. i wonder what changed? oh, the love of my life happened. so what did he have to do with me needing to write here less? maybe because HE became my personal diary. sounding board, confidante, shock absorber, what-have-you. 

he barely speaks, this dude. what he usually does is mutter (which i HATE by the way). but he does listen, most of the time. out of the blue i'd say something--mostly about the show these days--and he'd get it. and that's one of the reasons why he's the love of mah life. 

cue romantic music. charot. 

i'm such a talker. i should really talk less, listen more. you learn so many things just by listening. 



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