I hate burdening people so much that sometimes I don't tell anyone when I feel down because I don't want to bring them down with me.
Ugh, I just need a cat to talk to. I've seen so many strays in the apartment complex lately! It makes me miss the kitties I knew at school, like Peter F's cat (Rosie, I think?) and Butter(s), who bears a striking resemblance to
this kitty. Rosie was really friendly with strangers (quoth Peter, "my cat's such a slut") and she would jump onto my lap at eds meetings when I sat with my legs together. I wonder where she is these days...