There’s a quiet shift happening in American marriages, and it’s not showing up in wedding photos or anniversary posts. It’s happening behind closed doors,...
"There may be two feet between you but it feels like two hundred. You’re coasting. Co-existing. A complimentary left and right hand just working together to get stuff done."
How about next time, instead of dating a shlub named Matt who chugs Rockstars while playing Call of Duty, you just use some discernment and don’t put yourself into a dud of a relationship to begin with?
