It is June 28, 2010. June 5 is long long and I have been married for 8 years. Eight long years......
Where did the time go? I dont feel older but I dont feel younger either. The seven year itch is long gone. All I want to do now is go home, finish the work pending and get to sleep. What happened to the sex? What happened to those loving times? The anniversary party was a damp squib. This is what happens when hubby darling decides to call everyone at the last min. I am so pissed.
I am so pissed with life as well. The only things that excites me these days are books. Summer is slowly fading and the monsoons are yet to begin. Some days, the climate remembers it is still summer yet and creates a hellish day... On other days, it is as if the earth is covered with a haze of rain.
Is this all life is about? At the end of the day, I am only bothered about the heat and wondering when the rains will start. May be one of these days, my life will taken on a fresh green hue, just like a tree would after the first heavy rains.
Or may be, I will be like the parched earth. No amount of water will satisfy me then.
