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| Coco's new favorite place to hang. She blends in nicely, eh? |
I’m in a poor pitiful me mood this morning. So terribly unattractive and self involved!
I AM improving. Slowly – at the pace of a profoundly stoned slug making his way to the salt dish – but surely.
Last night the always perceptive Nurse Coco sensed that I was in a funk, (not to be confused with that wonderful musical genre) and curled up on my chest and neck. Breathing? Who the fuck needs that when you’ve got a gorgeous Tux on top of you?
So, in lieu of whiny horseshit and tales of misery, here, have a few pics.
There's nothing more humiliating than feeling sorry for yourself while watching other people feel sorry for you too.
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Here We Are Now
I can’t obsess over what got me in this situation. I have to focus on how to get out of it.
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Self-pity, in a world of famine and war, is an obscene self-indulgence.
~ Ray Smith, The Magnolia That Bloomed
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