This morning it hit me harder than ever. It is the day when I for the first time felt totally empty inside.
The emptiness I felt in my relationship with my wife. I always felt something was missing.
Something more than what my wife could give me, something extra. Not that my wife isn't loving or caring, but I am longing for more.
Maybe it is me who is not satisfied with my perfect wife, maybe I felt that I was too good for my wife, maybe I felt that my wife was too good for me.
Regardless, it doesn't matter, because the "feeling of emptiness" came today.
Her name is Jenny. She has black hair, is gorgeous and she is headed to Oxford.
I feel as if everything I have been missing is in this young beautiful girl.
I met her on the way home from work. There she was standing in the rain, completely wet, waiting for a bus to come.
So I asked, if she wanted to get in the car, but she didn’t.
She regretted it right after, and asked if she could get in the car. “Of course,” I said.
When she got into the car, we started talking about her cello she had with her. I asked if she had performed at a concert. She says it was just a normal exercise. We talked all the way home to her house, about Oxford and her cello.
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