May 27th, 2010

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When something (no matter how trivial) interests me, wild horses couldn't drag me away from it.  When something (no matter how important) does not interest me, I work at it half-heartedly, poorly, or not at all.  Why does A interest me? i don't know.  Why does B not interest me?  Who can tell.  Why do I suddenly lose interest in A and take up C like an obsession?  That's a mystery.

People like me are very hard to live with.

I mean people like me are impossible to live with.

Yet she has lived with me.

And she has lived with me for forty-nine years.

Happy anniversary to my wonderful, tolerant, understanding, compassionate, lovely and loveable, fantastic, spiritual, intelligent spouse.