Friendship
Such an odd thing. Very similar to a door, as odd as that may seem. My good friends are constantly open to me, no matter how long may pass in between us seeing or talking to one another.
A friend at work, who I talk to on facebook regularly, we decided just to text each other, since we were facebook messaging via texting. She decided that was "weird" because I'm married, and now only wants to talk at work.
Shut. Door. I thought we could be friends, I didn't realize I was looking in through the window on the door on that one. One concept of marriage that will never stop bothering me is so many women, my wife often included, act like I can have friends of the opposite sex. Saddens and depresses me, especially since I have other female friends I text and talk to.
More things to bury in my life, like so much else. And I'll continue burying it all. Maybe someday, someone I meet can be the one to dig it up. I don't know.
A friend at work, who I talk to on facebook regularly, we decided just to text each other, since we were facebook messaging via texting. She decided that was "weird" because I'm married, and now only wants to talk at work.
Shut. Door. I thought we could be friends, I didn't realize I was looking in through the window on the door on that one. One concept of marriage that will never stop bothering me is so many women, my wife often included, act like I can have friends of the opposite sex. Saddens and depresses me, especially since I have other female friends I text and talk to.
More things to bury in my life, like so much else. And I'll continue burying it all. Maybe someday, someone I meet can be the one to dig it up. I don't know.