What’s It All About?

Yes that perennial question. Well perhaps? In my dismal delirious incoherent state of temporary illness, some things have come to mind that I never wanted to contemplate. Like what a waste of a lifeti_ Renda:Just broke up with my long distance girlfriend.(1 February 2017) Loretta:I’m afraid of going to lunch?(1 February 2017) Rosanna:How to get a guy to [...]
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Cleta:
We spend our lives talking to others and semi detached.
(3 February 2017)

Cleta:
I felt disconnected...then it reminded me of how she had been chatting to her online group again.
(3 February 2017)

Cleta:
Now she is playing on her phone and I came out to the couch under the air con since the room is too hot and I don't want to be near her when she is being nasty.
(3 February 2017)

Cleta:
Her first words were get away from me.
(3 February 2017)

Cleta:
She got angry at first by pushing my hands away then I just couldn't maintain my stamina.
(3 February 2017)

Cleta:
She called me in to bed but the sex felt disconnected.
(3 February 2017)

Cleta:
After dinner I sat outside to do my studies for a few hours.
(3 February 2017)

Cleta:
Even at dinner I felt uncomfortable around her.
(3 February 2017)

Cleta:
Tonight was another example of where we sat in different rooms.
(3 February 2017)

Marvella:
How do I get over the sorrow I feel like not having a dad?
(3 February 2017)