Man, I am so depressed and sad this morning. I'm not sure exactly what it is, but I have been just sitting here bawling for the past half hour or so. Maybe it was just having a break from everything for awhile and then coming home and having the full force of my marital problems smack me in the face again. I know things are on the upswing with the W, but there is still so many things I want out of an R that I don't have yet, and so far to go before I get there. I'm trying so hard to be the man-of-steel that I HAVE to be to make it all work, but I still have those dark recesses of my mind that imagine an R with someone who wants me as much as I want them. I imagine coming home to a W after a long vacation and her being so wound up from the absence that we make the howler monkeys jealous with all the hollering we do. I imagine a life with all the joys of childrearing, without all the attendant tiredness and lack of freedom. The short of it is that I love and hate my life at the same time, and the tension threatens to pull me apart at times. The short short of it is that I need to get laid ... bad.
Ah well, snap back to reality. Life goes on whether we want it to or not. Let me see if I can get the man-o-steel jumpsuit back on and fly off into the sunset with a sh!t-eating grin on my face and a not inconspicous bulge in my shorts. My W needs me to be that man, gotta dump the glob.
OK. I really will respond to the other stuff soon. Got class in a few minutes. Had to get that off my chest before I made a fool of myself in front of my students.
Chrome
"Recollect me darlin, raise me to your lips, two undernourished egos, four rotating hips"
