texts: You're tougher. </s> <s> More confident, maybe. </s> <s> Harder. </s> <s> Less neurotic.  Are you intending to stay the same for the rest of your life? </s> <s> I'm alright.
labels: Yeah, you're alright.  But you're certainly not happy.  So what happens if you get happy?  And yes I know that's the title of an Elvis Costello album, I use the reference deliberately to catch your attention. Should we split up because I'm used to you being miserable?  What happens if you, I don't know, start you're own record label, and it's a success? Time for a new girlfriend?