You remember that I'm two time zones away from home, working on a project (for work, dammit!) with Hil in Sticksville ... right? So why does Wife text me "Happy thirtieth anniversary"? Yes, technically she's right ... but, ... huh??
Yes, I've been driving the whole separation. Yes, she claims she thought we'd always stay together. (Yes, denial is an amazingly powerful hallucinogen.) But she has also admitted, in unguarded moments, that this is going to be good for her too.
I don't know. Probably I shouldn't overthink it. Probably she doesn't have any terribly deep reasons but just figures it's the thing to do ... out of habit.
Happy anniversary.
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