Literature
Let's say you have a wife
Let's say you have a wife, and most mornings you wake up next to her, unhappy with
the day, and complain about the light coming through the window, the fact that you've
kicked your covers off, or that she hasn't changed the sheets.
Sometimes she cooks you meals that you have liked before, but frequently you complain
about the taste and ask if she has changed the recipe. Perhaps you even take a few
bites, then scrape the rest into the trash and go eat a package of instant rice
instead. But when she becomes frustrated with cooking and can't think of something
new to make and is worried you won't like what she has made before, you grow an