|Been a while, since the start of this blog|
in fact. Not repeated.
Still a nice dress, no?
No dressing to speak of. I'm still not wearing my wedding ring. The coda of the weekend may have been positive but until I know that it wasn't just a flash in the pan, or even the spark of this time last year followed by a long drought, I'm not sure I want to wear that particular mark of a marriage. It's sad that I'm still thinking like this, what more, exactly, do I want from our relationship? It's one of those points when I'm feeling selfish and another reason why I find it hard to bring things up.
|Yeah, it can get to a person.|
|Funny, I have asked to be woo-ed too, but that's|
not something women do for men, so I am
I grow weary of this re-writing of history.