Reader, I normally post to you as a young, respectable person with understandable problems. Therefore I feel that I must warn you. This post will contain whining, a little self pity, and other factors that will diminish the appearance of my maturity. Here we go

Reader. I had troublesome sleep last night/this morning. hence the post before seven am. It's no secret that I have relationship issues, due to my low standards, and my overly-trusting personality. So, naturally, I normally dream of past friends and lovers. Tonight/Today, however, I dreamed of a friend. One who I seriously crushed on. Sadly it went nowhere in real life. In my dream, we became a couple. we lived a live to forty before I woke. For the first time in a while, the dream was completely unhappy. My wife was unfaithful, and betrayed my trust constantly. I suffered through our marriage, only to fail to make her happy. Why, I would ask myself, with always one answer. Because I Love Her. I had never thought i would ask this of myself. If others are happy, so am I. But to what extent? If I cannot please, then what is my purpose? Perhaps, my latent fears have decided to reveal themselves tonight? But why it the question? I leave you reader with many questions and no answers.