Saturday, January 29, 2011


Read a somewhat depressing (perhaps depressing is too strong a word...relevant perhaps?) book that represented my thoughts more succinctly:

"I'm embarrassed to say this, but divorce embarrasses me. It's like telling everyone you've failed, each time you announce your marital status. I never thought of myself as someone who was proud, you know, of any kind of status. But I guess being married did mean something to me, being a husband. Well, it felt like something of my own. We were married before anyone else in our circle. Married, in graduate school, everything seemed to be going according to plan. And then...."

"Kaplooey?" she supplied.


- Rebecca Flowers, Nice To Come Home To

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