My Roommate
My roommate for the past 3 and a half years, my friend Cat, is gone, moved away to Connecticut. We’ve been friends for nearly six years, and her absence leaves a huge gap in my life, as well as the absence of her three cats, Peanut, Shady and Lilly, who had become like my foster kids. I know she’ll be all right, and it’s not like I’ll be around here for much longer anyway; still, Richmond has been my home for the past 8 years, and this crappy old apartment that Cat and I shared holds many memories.
It was a difficult transition, and I managed to break my toes in the process of seeing her off, but she’s gone. The toe story will have to wait; I’m too sad.
It was a difficult transition, and I managed to break my toes in the process of seeing her off, but she’s gone. The toe story will have to wait; I’m too sad.