My sitch is great. I'm feeling like we are in our 20s again. Our new situation is so fun and new that it's like we started all over again. We are living in a tiny little apartment in a new city...none of the baggage came with. It was a great fresh start. I've now learned that I was creating drama in the marriage to fulfill my need for a life that's more exciting than the daily suburban routine.

A long time ago I came to the conclusion that I didn't have to be her "passenger". Just because she didn't drive in a "fulfilling" direction didn't mean that she wouldn't be fulfilled by a direction that I wanted to drive. So I took the wheel, mixed things up, and now we moved back into a fun relationship again. I need a higher level of stimulation to have fun and her nature allows her to happily follow along. So what the hell? I might as well do what I want to do, ask her to come along and hope she does. And by fun, I'm not really talking about sex...that's almost irrelevant to me these days because being in a "groove" together is more fun...I just didn't realize it before because I was blinded by what seemed to be a hopeless, boring situation.

Anywhere is walking distance if you have the time -Steven Wright