|
We're in year two, I'm still trying to figure it the fuck out frankly.
To this point my honest answer is that you just get used to nothing ever being the same, nothing ever feeling right, nothing ever really being as good or enjoyable. Just about everything in life is simply ... less, and you just have to deal with that new reality.
Which is probably the way our parents felt plenty of times over the years too.
__________________
"I lit another cigarette. Unless I specifically inform you to the contrary, I am always lighting another cigarette." - from a novel by Martin Amis
|