I rang the wife last night after work to say I'd pick up fish and chips on the way home.
I was met with a stoney silence. Something tells me that she's beginning to regret letting me name the twins.
Last night I dreamt about you again.
I dreamt that we were together. I was happy. I was truly happy. For the first time in a long while. Then I woke up, and I waited for you. I waited all day for you. I waited for you to walk up the path and knock on my front door. I must've watched at least sixty people pass by, but I never saw you. I...