Boxes and Shelves
One more week, and I fly to Oregon, for two weeks. I will miss him...but I'm hoping to find myself. I'm seeing glimmers, now. It will be good for me to start this job. I want to have something of my own, here. Aside from my two cats who haven't relocated well...they live on a shelf in the closet, terrified of the rest of the mob. It breaks my heart when I remember what they used to be like... I miss them, and they're here. I read my posts today, all at once. It strikes me...that all of my most... Sign in to see full entry.