Not since I was in kindergarten,
have I had the leisure to contemplate
what happiness is and often falls short of being.
I live an idyllic second infancy,
except for the occasional scoldings from Wife,
who craves 24/7 bodily and intellectual stimulation,
resisting to be to me
demure and chaste like a nun,
I, her priest and confessor.
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