There are always these little things that get you tougher everyday, one of which includes receiving several fluid injections that have painful after-effects once a day. Sweet.
At times like this, cuddling with Moi in my own bed (more like me lying in bed with Moi taking advantage of my arm to sleep; for her own pleasure) sounds like a perfect day.
Hey greedy humans, why do you have to be the most powerful and dominant species on Earth? Is losing your humanity really worth it? Why can’t sharing the world be our defining tribute?
There is a car, in the hospital parking lot.
It is a faded red, covered with dust.
Other cars have parked and left on either side of it, every day, but this car remains.
I pass by it, as I find parking, on my way in to work.
I know what it means. 1/