You are the most wired person I have ever known. You do not seem to have an off-button. I never feel I can relax when I am with you.
Wherever we go – you are in your walking encyclopedia mode. It’s taking the charm out of my life.
I can’t watch a movie without you talking over it by giving me a full analysis of every scene and comparing the movie with the novel. I don’t need to know about every critical review the film received.
I wish you didn’t feel the need to explain everything that the newsreaders say again. I can hear what they say. I don’t want to hear you interpret all of the news over and over. To be honest, I don’t even care about Brexit – I hear enough about it on the news, it’s unbearable to have you follow me around the house going over and over it all again.
I don’t want to be told all about the physical attributes of light particles and how they travel when I am gazing at a sunset. I just want to enjoy the view without a science lesson.
Speaking of science lessons – since when was making love a lecture in biology? You completely ruin the moment. You remind me of Mr Crabtree from high school. Why can’t you be more romantic?
Darling…I have decided that for my own sanity I need to go away for a while. I am going to stay with my sister. I am leaving you until you can prove to me that you have figured out how to switch off and relax for a while. I love you, but you are driving me to despair.