Why I’m Not E-mailing

Haven’t gotten much e-mail from me lately, huh? “He’s married now,” you say, your lip curling a little, “He’s indulging himself emotionally and forgetting all the people who made him what he is.”

It’s true, I am indulging myself emotionally, but not anymore than before I was married. The problem is that I work in a fish bowl now. I’m pleased and grateful to be at my new job. However, even when I’m not being distracted by actual work somebody is always walking by, scrutinizing my computer screen. They give me their high-tone looks even when I’m not misbehaving.

Soon we’ll be hooked up to the internet at the blue house. Surely soon. I’m sure that I’ll be able to catch up on my e-mail then. Surely.