Often in the early morning,like now,when all are asleep and I am playing my hundredth game of Spider solitaire, I wonder what the rest of the world is thinking. It is kind of like when I fly over the country on my way to visit my daughter in Austin,I look at all the houses with their lights shining through the night, the cars with the headlights on and I marvel at all of us. How complex, how magnificent and,usually, how unaware we are. I think about each person with their own story, their wishes,their tales. I contemplate even now how the three other people asleep all around me have secret desires,hopes and dreams. How can we ever know someone? When will we feel like we know them completely? Are we even suppose to?
I have been married a number of years to the same man. Although I feel like I can predict some of his behaviors with (to him) uncanny accuracy, there are still times when I stare at him and wonder "Who are YOU??". I have lived over half of my life with him and still there are things I want to ask. Unfortunately for me, he is not a great sharer of "feelings and such" ~ he keeps those things close to his vest. Like most men I suppose.
Time to go to bed.
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