and how i am still thinking that i hate the fact that i put myself in a position where i was asking for her attention and such, and revealing my frustration, and thereby making myself a little wimpier, a little more of a loser, in our two-person power play of stubborn people.
and of course i have to ask why that is, why i would look at us, just two people living, like that. it's kind of disturbing and a bad harbinger of the future. or maybe it's just a thing and i should not read too much into it.
or maybe i am not reading enough into it...
this is me. signing off. and borrowing some of the above email for my diaryland piece... later--