Aching arms woke me this morning. I gained a couple of pounds (blame those evil chocolate chip cookies). Pogo pooped in front of the glass door and missed the cat box when he peed.
The cloak of sadness closes around me and tears threaten to further cloud my view. I grasp at the bits and pieces of what was and mourn memories that never were.
Later, Dude.
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