You casually mention
that…
You
casually mention that you are not happy. Then you count all these things why
you are unhappy. You list all the things that make life so difficult for you,
and tell me every little detail, describing how much worse the situation gets
through these. The work is overwhelming, the boss is mean, the gas prices go
up, the road was blocked. You must live in a misery. My ears are there to give
you undivided attention. I am looking at you, absorbing every little word and
expression you send to me. Though, I am waiting. Every single cell in my body
is waiting for something. Because you never mention why life makes you happy.
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