dear diary,
i suppose this was inevitable. still, i wonder whether it is really a bunch of other things, and not at all the fading away of my glee.
last night was not fun. instead of ebullience (or, what passes for it, with my usual stoic demeanor), i felt tired, bored, uninspired, blah blah blah.
lomyl is away again, and as usual, i am out (practically) every night to every milonga, to be with people.
some time ago, lomyl tells me that we go through cycles of bliss, then an awareness of the "truth" in each other, then, a decision to re-accept our partner, to renew, to re-affirm, to find new depths and richness in our connection.
i think that i have finally, after two years (wow, not bad, really, a two-year-long honeymoon), allowed myself to experience some "truths." and now, i suppose, i will see if i can (or will, or want to) accept and embrace the tango, again.
unhappy...
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