Lazy sick day.

[valis2]

One of those days where you just do...nothing.

Wrote another poem for the second challenge at quirkyhpshorts...am having too much fun with this community! Already we have grown to 230 comments for all the entries. Wow!

The microwave always amuses me because one of the buttons is labeled "Clear Off". Technically, it's Clear/Off, but it still amuses me.

Must go grocery shopping in my awful day-off trash clothes...tonight is Spaghetti night, after all, my fave meal of the week.

Had a moment just now where the black bag containing my shoes in the doorway looked like my beloved old cat Little Moo, who passed away five years ago. For just a split second I thought he was walking into the room, and I got that happy thrill of, oh, I get to pet my sweet baby Moo, and then suddenly I remembered that he's gone and been gone for a long time. Makes me a little teary-eyed.

But that's our system, isn't it? An open system of birth and death, as opposed to a closed system of static life. That's what we have to come to terms with, sometimes multiple times. Despite the feeling that we will be here forever, our time is never long enough.

Started out trivial, ended morbid. One of those days...

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He was a sweet black cat with a teensy bit of white on his neck. Later he went grey on his shoulder...it was adorable. He was a wonderful pet.