Buddy, my very large orange tabby, passed on this morning. I hope he rests peacefully.
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This entry is to be a little bit of a ramble on my own discontent. Feel free to disregard.
I originally wrote this a couple of weeks ago, but tonight I feel the need to add on to it, and I thin having the background of the first will help anyone who reads.
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Shuddering and stuttering to a halt. )
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Update whenever you want. Focus on your life first *nods*
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About the other, I wish I had some words of wisdom. One thing I've noticed about both friendships and relationships is that the longer you know each other the less you have to say, because you know each other pretty well after a while, and you've said it all. Hell, after forty years you're finishing each other's sentences. That's not necessarily a good thing, mind you . . .
The more I fear relocation, the less I actively plan.
The less I actively plan, the more doubt niggles at the back of my mind about going through with it.
There's always a moment of cold feet after a big decision. How will you ever know if you don't give it a try?
A wise man once told me to FIGHT for what I wanted, for who I loved, and not to let go even when odds stack up against me.
You're pretty good at fighting for what you want. ;)
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