July 31, 2012
Maybe I say those things because I'm trying to convince myself that they're true--all those words that come tripping out of my mouth each night when you come home from work, tired and needing to relax, you say, and I only too happy to oblige...but for what? They're platitudes, I decided last night--phrases, clauses, words I spout to make you think I feel a certain way when in reality I'm not so sure that I do. My other thought--Who cares?--rings true as well, I realized today. I know for sure that I don't. Do you?