Category Archives: Moping

For Better, For Worse

It goes without saying that couples share an intimate co-existence.  That’s what makes them couples.  Duh. Of course, much is shared within that existence.  Hernán has already written here about intimacy and embracing the typically unembraceable.  There are other unpleasantries … Continue reading

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Why I Just Wish Everyone Stopped Smiling, Dammit

Being away from your loved one for an extended period of time seems to have profound effects on your psyche. I know that now – I’m living proof. The examples are plentiful and varied: For some reason, I only fall … Continue reading

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Distance Is a Bitch

My bed is not, strictly speaking, empty.  For one thing, I have a small mountain of pillows on it.  There is also a small stuffed bear, which had arrived with roses to commemorate a year of togetherness.  And, of course, … Continue reading

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