Everything is ridiculous.
I read a poem today that made me cry. Then, I read your post and cried again. My tears were for the joy and loneliness that is life. Your writing colors the world with your truth, joy, and cats.
I’m so glad you’re safe, Julie. All feelings belong and I’m glad you wrote your way through them. Isn’t that why we come here?
I hope writing this (while curled up with the cats) brought you comfort. 💛
Allison, I didn’t want to write anything this week, but I couldn’t not. My newsletter has a boot on my neck. I don’t know how this happened.
It’s got its claws in you!
I read a poem today that made me cry. Then, I read your post and cried again. My tears were for the joy and loneliness that is life. Your writing colors the world with your truth, joy, and cats.
I’m so glad you’re safe, Julie. All feelings belong and I’m glad you wrote your way through them. Isn’t that why we come here?
I hope writing this (while curled up with the cats) brought you comfort. 💛
Allison, I didn’t want to write anything this week, but I couldn’t not. My newsletter has a boot on my neck. I don’t know how this happened.
It’s got its claws in you!