Dec 26, 2010 14:59
that's where I've always played it. Texas has such intense thunderstorms. You can feel the crashing of it. Boopy and I would hang out in the closet until the thunder would stop, and I would play the harp. I would sit there and play until my fingers would go numb, and he would sit and listen with his eyes closed, purring. At times he'd put a paw on my foot or on the board. Nothing has ever been more perfect than those moments. It was almost like going fishing to not catch any fish, just to be together enjoying each others company, and sitting in pleasant silence. I haven't played since graduation.
I love when Lumpy Princess crabs, and then Clwyd will coo to her to calm her down. It's one of the sweetest sounds I've ever heard.
In the meantime, I'm going to cut back again on chat time. I get the feeling I'm annoying the people I talk to most, and it's a pretty crappy feeling. If they want to talk they know where to find me, but I'm not going to initiate anything anymore at this point in time. I don't think I'll go completely dark like in the past, but I think I may come pretty close. I'm just tired. If I don't say squat for a week or so and I don't hear so much as a simple hi or anything, I'll know it's time to trim some fat.
Dorothy lived in a house of wax
atop it a giant candle
when it melted down she was trapped
she melted off the door handle