The joy of being bored with someone

When we first met, my husband had a cigarette dangling loosely from his lips a la James Dean. Now he wears comfy slippers. When we first met, we’d go out at nine in the evening and stay out until four am. Now we go to bed by nine and are woken at five by our two young children.

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