Living Dream

Two days back I was bored out of my skull. It was my off day. Good, happy things happen on my off day but that day was an exception. I was bored, alone, so gloomy, I thought it would rain on top of my head.

I bursted to my husband that living with him was a bloody bore. I was bored, everything was just bloody boring. I said so many things he didn't knew and I reckon he was not expected to hear from me.

So now he knows...

So for the past 2 days he was lovely. He smiled and smelled exceptionally good. His hair was less greasy and he looked alive. We ate out yesterday. I wanted to be just us but I didn't have the heart to leave my son behind, so the three of us went out. The food was not good but I enjoyed the car ride. He held my hand in the car. Though he sometimes do this, but this time I felt loved.

Though we didn't make love or even kiss, but I feel good. My lust towards him isn't there yet, but I hope it will come by soon.

But I'm not hoping for that now until the doctor "fix" me.

I hope this will continue forever. I hope this is not a temporary thing, I hope things will improve.

But I wonder, as this good thing is happening to me, why am I still longing for another companionship? Why do I still have the heart for another man?

Matters of the heart is quite unexplainable. To have the best of both worlds, I reckon that would be my ultimate living dream...