the more i think about him the more i realize he was my wife and not i his. this makes many things clearer for me, including what i want in a wife next time around, and the fact that i want one, everyone knew i didn't want a husband. that was clear from the beginning. whats confusing about gender is that people try to understand it visually. if everyone were artists they might understand... its all bullshit, the visual. its all smoke and mirrors. i know that. i create two-dimensional worlds everyday that people believe in and ask me questions about, that people use as scape goats, or use to unleash their inner motivation. then they motivate themselves and thank me. which is great-- depending on what the thank-you is like. personally i like soft, warm, intimate, modest thank-yous, whispered on my pillow at night with silent smiles that shine in the darkness.
which is why i need a new wife.
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