arrr, matey.

Even if it be Talk Like A Pirate Day today, methinks that it be a day of gloom.

I be ready to kick someone onto the plank to walk. Then I can have a meetin' with Captain Morgan.





But seriously, bebiteeny and karaz, you and your families are in my prayers. Love you both. *hugglessquishtight*

Yesterday, I totally forgot that my pet wasn't here with us anymore and I opened the door totally expecting to see her there and then was sad when she wasn't. My eyes went to the spot she used to sleep and I saw the little box of her ashes there. I nearly lost it and ended up trying to distract myself away from watching 1 Liter of Tears (and listening to K's Only Human over and over again) with the subbed Summary Backstage clips.

It's all the little things that are jarring and keep me on this edge of "What's next? These things happen in threes." Plus, I've been feeling some spiritual presence near me and it's not soothing enough to not set me on edge.

Edit: So yeah, third thing happened today. Not the best day but not the worst. But at least a lot of this niggling bad feeling has gone away despite being replaced with worse feelings. It's not hanging over my head like an unpleasant surprise. Now that I know what it is, I can work it through and push forward.

I definitely want that Capt'n Morgan and Coke now.