Feeling Foolish
It's a little past 2 a.m. and I should really be getting to sleep. But I can't. I'm feeling rather foolish right now.
I actually went downstairs and lay down in the spot that Shadow use to lay down at. I stared at his picture and held the imprint of his paw in my hand. I miss him.
I'm feeling rather foolish about it. It's been how many years now since Shadow died? Honestly, I don't remember anymore. But I miss him... and I feel stupid for doing so.
I'm not sure what I feel more stupid about... the fact that I miss my dog who's been gone for over 2 years now... or the fact that I'm writing this down and gonna hit "post"... I feel pathetic doing so... writing about it, that is... and yet here I am. Ready to hit "post".
If I were feeling creative... or if I had any pictures on this particular computer, I would have gone ahead and posted up pictures of Shadow. But I'm not feeling creative... nor do I have pictures on this computer...
I miss Shadow.
I actually went downstairs and lay down in the spot that Shadow use to lay down at. I stared at his picture and held the imprint of his paw in my hand. I miss him.
I'm feeling rather foolish about it. It's been how many years now since Shadow died? Honestly, I don't remember anymore. But I miss him... and I feel stupid for doing so.
I'm not sure what I feel more stupid about... the fact that I miss my dog who's been gone for over 2 years now... or the fact that I'm writing this down and gonna hit "post"... I feel pathetic doing so... writing about it, that is... and yet here I am. Ready to hit "post".
If I were feeling creative... or if I had any pictures on this particular computer, I would have gone ahead and posted up pictures of Shadow. But I'm not feeling creative... nor do I have pictures on this computer...
I miss Shadow.