It's dawn outside. Why am I awake? My morning wood aches, and while I usually like it, it's not comfortable this morning. It's been several days since Jenny and I have had sex. She is peaceful as she lies there sleeping. Her back is turned to me, and the covers are pulled up over her shoulders. She must be cold. Getting up, I throw on a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt and get a blanket from the linen closet. After covering her, I go downstairs to make some coffee.

Sunrises at the beach aren't as magnificent as sunsets, but they're beautiful nonetheless. The gray sky becomes streaked with...