Slept very well and woke up feeling content and peaceful.
Did my usual ritual of saying good morning to my three animals. My cat rubs my face with aggressive affection. Her fangs scratch my nose when she gives kisses. She repeatedly body slams me with surprising force when she wants attention. She's the neediest cat I've ever known and follows me like a shadow.
My hairless rodents run and chatter with excitement when they hear me getting out of bed to open the curtains to let the morning sun in. The younger one leaps and runs laps but calms down when I pet her. When I hold her she climbs toward my face and eventually wiggles into my soft sweater and falls asleep. The older one is more independent these days, but we still nap together sometimes. She's fat and rolls over on her side and stretches her legs out when she's warm and content, and when she yawns my heart melts. These animals are my family.
Drinking coffee. Sun is out. My prisms are casting rainbows across the whole room again. The first hint of spring gently beginning to return. Thank. Fucking. Goddess.
I have no real life plan at the moment except to face grief and then reinvent myself again. I'm toying with the idea of a PhD. I want to make an effort to participate in groups of like-minded people. Maybe find a book club or something like that. I need more fun in my life but it needs to be the kind of fun that engages my mind.
I feel good today, for no particular reason. I hope you feel good too.
10:11 p.m. - 2023-01-20