molly
my dog of 13 years died today.
as cheesy as it sounds, every time i walk out into the backyard of my parents' house
i expect her to come and nudge my hand with her head or almost knock me over with her weight.
she is the first pet i've ever had to bury, i didn't expect it to be this hard.
i'm exhausted because this has allowed me to finally cry out the shit that has been piling up these last couple of months.
i just woke up on the futon that is now "bed" here.
i don't even have the energy to drive to my house where my real bed is waiting for me.
tomorrow is my day off but i have so much to do that i'd rather be at work
i can't wait until i am important enough to get more than one day off at a time.
as cheesy as it sounds, every time i walk out into the backyard of my parents' house
i expect her to come and nudge my hand with her head or almost knock me over with her weight.
she is the first pet i've ever had to bury, i didn't expect it to be this hard.
i'm exhausted because this has allowed me to finally cry out the shit that has been piling up these last couple of months.
i just woke up on the futon that is now "bed" here.
i don't even have the energy to drive to my house where my real bed is waiting for me.
tomorrow is my day off but i have so much to do that i'd rather be at work
i can't wait until i am important enough to get more than one day off at a time.