Bocephous
Gold Member
In the evenings my wife would ask about my day and what I did? I'd tell her in small comments as men do. She would want details. She would ask who I saw today? No one. Who did you talk to today? No one. No phone calls? No. No Texts? No. That was extremely hard for her to comprehend. When I told her those days were the best she began to worry about my mental state.
Nodding my head and smiling.