What happened here?

So we've been in the apartment now for two solid months. In this last month, I can't put it in to words how...detached it seems like we are. I get home a few hours after he does, and he's online, or watching some Sci-Fi crap that I can't stand......(some of them are good, but the ones he gets obsessive about just do nothing for me.) and that's it. When I finish dinner he comes down and when we're done, he's gone again. I read for a few hours, and thats it. I eventually go to sleep.

He still kisses me, still says he loves me, but it rarely seems like it's real. I don't know whats going on, but its like I'm just in this fog and I can't find my way out....I don't know if its something I've done, I don't know any of it.

I just feel like we're too blocks of ice that have cracked apart and are now slowly drifting. We're still close enough to see each other and have occasional contact when a wave runs through, but there isn't that connection half the time.

And, everyone I know needs to read Marley & Me it's such an outstanding book if you're a dog lover.