by johannespunkt

We are starting to regret having him fixed. Sure, it’s a lot calmer round here, and it’s easier to sleep. And I can’t begin to tell you how nice it is to have him calm like this, he doesn’t break anything anymore. We can use the fine china. But he hasn’t got a raise in three years. He always carries the same harried look after work, and sometimes at night I find him staring at the wall, as if projecting an image onto it. I don’t disturb him then, but I bet if I did he wouldn’t even notice me.