we are the lucky ones.....

If we stay away from their facebook pages, not google them to see the happy lives they lead without us in them. The pretty wife, the happy kids, dog, cat, lovely house.
We don't have o endure the empty looks from the spouse. The work it takes to maintain the image of happiness.

My weekends are spent with friends, music, art, play.

 They are a deep part of me , don't get that wrong. Some are just sex. We talk, share, play. They can never take me  to that tangled up place in Tantra. Where souls meet outside the body to play. where I sigh from deep with in me. We catch that glimpse of freedom. The eternity.