Weekend Routine

I'm married to my best friend since college, but sometimes I feel like a stranger living in her shadow. This past weekend, she had to work late on Saturday night and left me alone at home. Instead of feeling relieved for some personal time, I felt hollow and lonely. Late that evening, I ended up watching old porn movies on my laptop, trying to ease the ache inside. It wasn't about seeking new love or excitement; just a fleeting escape from reality where things feel stagnant and unfulfilling. Maybe it's nothing unusual, but there's something hauntingly empty about it all.