When I first got together with my wife life was so fucking good I cant even properly describe it. Every morning we drank strong ass coffee with creamer, smoked cigarrets, watched the sun rise. We ate ice cream sandwitches, everything was intensely interesting, we literally fucked 6 times a day. We drank wine in the evening with meat I grilled. Every day was just pure hedonistic perfection. We both had almost no responsibilities and stress free jobs. God damn I want to go back. I wish we had just stayed like that forever. Now I pretty much hate her. She has lost her girlish zest for life, and I have lost my optimism about the future.