He is oh so busy lately, sleeping not till 2 am, with work, his mom, lunches, vedic astrology, outings. No time for me, to talk to me.
And the one I live with swings between anger and lust and friendship. I feel tired around his energy.
I want to curl up and sleep a dreamless, content sleep.
I am so aimless, where is this life heading? I want to run away. Start over.
Sadness is creeping over me while I’m waiting for the medicine to do its’ thing.
Much metta to me, to all tonight.