Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Married Male - MM1
You drive home in your Lexus like a robot. Nothing registers other than stopping, starting. Rolling with the traffic is automatic. You pull in your driveway, but leave the car out. You don’t feel like putting the car in. Maybe you’ll go out to dinner tonight…
“Hi honey,” you yell as you come in the door.
“I’m here,” you hear coming from the kitchen. You walk to her and put your arms around her saying, “I love you.”
“What’s wrong?” she asks.
“Dear, let’s sit down. We need to talk…”