Perceptions: Artists.
The first few years of my married life, I was pretty sure my wife was broken. I would share some new philosophical idea with her, stand back, and wait for the applause.
What I got was a bland, "Uh huh." I would restate it. "Uh huh." I would try again. "Uh huh." It was like trying to start.
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