The other morning, Burt told me that I was losing my mind. I was saddened by his matter of fact tone as much as by the message.
He had some additional wisdom when he informed me that going to the gym was killing me.
Delusional trains chug through our days and evenings.
In the early days, Burt’s version of Capgras was exhausting to me.
Each new “wife” he met involved an elaborate flirtation.
It also required that he unravel his life story.
These days, that is shortened by his inability to recall the details.
Burt is still an expert flirt, and he courts the new Tamaras he meets with great charm.
It is still nonetheless a very trying and tiring process.
this is our life 