Friday has not been such a good day. Too many painful statements H has made.
If I could aford it, I would leave in a heartbeat. I would like to find someplace to go for awhile, just to see if he would miss me. Just a couple of weeks. Go to work during the day, and someplace else at night. Let him handle all of the bills and stuff, without any idea where I was or what I was doing.
He tells me that he knows how good he has it, but the fact that he can't seem to show me that should tell me something. He doesn't have any fun with me. He doesn't want to be with me in any public place, just some horrible, terrible, mean stuff.
I guess the alien is back. Jeeze, I sure didn't miss that.
Most of us are about as happy as we make up our minds to be.
