The clocks all stopped at 1:17...
A long shear of light and then a series of low concussions.
My new secondary, a woman I've known since my time in the Army and with whom I've recently fallen in love, has just informed me that she has herpes. We have never been physically intimate. It doesn't change how I feel, but it is something I will have to tell my wife. I feel numb, like a hollowed-out gourd.
I don't need advice. I don't need attention or sympathy. Reply or don't, I don't care, but I need to put it somewhere.
Why are you taking a bath? she asked.
Be the mule that you've gotta be.
Last edited by siddhartha; 12-29-2011 at 02:53 AM.