happiness is only real if shared

Lou painted the wall that faces the kitchen red.  It’s brilliant, I love it.  I can’t wait to have some money to finish decorating the house.  

 

We watched “Into the Wild” last night.  It was the best movie I’ve seen in a long long time.  Loved the whole movie, cried like a baby at the ending.  It hurt.  I had trouble falling asleep because I couldn’t stop thinking about one scene.  Have you seen it?  If not, you Must.  If you don’t mind ruining the ending you can read about it here: http://suburbanvoodoo.blogspot.com/2007/11/happiness-is-only-real-if-shared.html

 

Lou and I have spent that past two days mucking through our relationship.  It’s been hard.  I wish life and relationships were just a little bit easier.

 

We’re going to the beach tonight to watch the sunset.

 

It feels like fall here- cool, crisp air.  But in two days it’s going to be in the 90’s again.  It’s confusing to my sensibilities.

 

I miss you.



2 thoughts on “happiness is only real if shared”

  • It’s the normal things that bother me- the endless list of questions I ask myself concerning my life and my relationships:
    Is this what I want?
    What am I doing?
    What am I trying to do?
    Is there more?
    Am I missing something?
    Am I happy?