My hair is getting long

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I have been having a siatca  episode.  Very debilitating. 

But I have been uplifted  by reading fellow bloggers.

I did have a lovely  kiss from the truck  driver.

It amazes me how the world around us  disappears and we become  one. The place us open, packed,.the husband  is near by. His friend  is at the bar. As we round the conner in a tiny place he whispered  " I want to fuck you"
One more step , we embrace,  and kiss. I taste his sweetness,  the sweat on his cheeck, as we slip away,  and 4 steps farther,  are in the bar, I hand him the key.

He is  flushed and bright,  rosy  cheeks. It is though  he is lighting the room, and everyone else is in the shadows. 
We all go about  our business.  The truck driver  and I are in a dimension no one sees.

The thing is home

The thing that I live with us at home. He shows up like 4 hours late with the boat he never told me he was considering buying. Not the first time he's done s*** like that. I bought a house and I didn't tell you. What the f***. I work a f****** 16 hour a day job running his business my back is busted up I can be really motherfucks stand up and he's out camping for the next book in 3 days. I'm stuck here motherfucke working or you just f*** off. I'm responsible for the reputation of this business and everything that happens here and he just doesn't give a s*** I just had to vent I'm just like seriously. Was wondering why he was so sorry motherfucks sweet to me. It's like everybody knows he's been f****** around on me from the very f****** beginning. I f****** hate him.