My name is Karen.

July 13, 2009

What was it that you said, V, something about love being so daily and thankless? Was it about love or about something else?

Basta.

It's not fun anymore.

I guess I will just have to accept and live with the fact that I am spending my life now with someone who is intrinsically unhappy. But then maybe all of us are unhappy one way or another.

I know I am, little ungrateful bugger that I am.

I know waking up early in the morning makes me unhappy. Although, I also like waking up at 4 a.m. so that I can have time to myself. A quiet time for reading or writing or simply tapping something on the keyboard because I like the click-click sound of my fingernails on the computer keys.

Around 6 a.m. I usually crawl back into bed, just before she starts her waking-up sounds, because she likes to snuggle first before waking up fully. Sometimes I get more than a snuggle, the details of which is none of your business.

This post is going to read unfinished; well, because it is.