He wakes up in the morning Does his teeth bite to eat and he's rolling Never changes a thing The week ends the week begins She thinks, we look at each other Wondering what the other is thinking But we never say a thing These crimes between us grow deeper ... Take these chances Place them in a box until a quieter time Lights down, you up and die ... And all the little ants are marching Red and black antennas waving They all do it the same They all do it the same way
(Dave Matthews Band - abbreviated)
Sums it up really - H and I were just two people too caught up in the daily grind to see what was going on. Also, a good D(M)B song (see how I did that?) to rock out to. Nothing like singing "Take these chan-CES" at the top of your lungs.
Thanks everyone for your continuing support. Special shout out to Zues, Jim0987, Edz, LisaB, Vanilla, Calibri, Zelda, Ggrass...and of course my sister in all of this, Toots. And you - yeah you reading this - you too. You're a part of my journey, too.
H 37 Me 36 Together 15 years Married 5 years No kids BD Apr 2014 H moved out 2 Jun 2014