Restart

Sitting here in my dad's apartment, and my old bedroom in particular...past memories, both good and bad spring eternal.
As toxic as he's been throughout my life (as well as for it), I've never had a single friend or family member who's cared even 1/2 as much about me over the past 27 years (Kyle excluded of course).
Kind of sad really...especially after just watching a television show discussing how it truly does take a village to raise a child, and how the amount of love they receive is surely one of the strongest developmental factors in existence.
...pity party aside :P

I kind of feel like I've been given a second chance at life lately...

New life, new love, new job, new me...I hope...

My hormones seem to have the best (aka worst) of me today...but this is to be expected pretty much every 4 weeks, heh.

I've been harping endlessly lately over my need for four legged companionship, and now low and behold...my ancient (now *well* over a decade old), evil kitten has decided to sit directly in my crossed legs, purring away loudly as I write this (something she has never EVER done)...I needed that <3