Last night, apropos of nothing, my beloved said: “Sometimes I’m unhappy, and sometimes I’m happy.”
I reacted to this in the way a knee would react to being hit in exactly the right spot with a knee reflex hammer. No! We must not have unhappiness! Unhappiness means there is something wrong. Let’s try and fix it. Kaspa mu…
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