It’s all you can do sometimes to get rid of the overwhelming sense of never being able to grasp some normalcy. I suck at being normal. I never remember anything ever being tidy and together in my life. I can’t keep a schedule. I procrastinate. I waste time. I let depression swallow me for days. I let things build up and bury me until I feel like screaming. All in all it’s pretty damn pathetic. I like to think it’s getting better as I get older. Or maybe I just understand it more.
Enough of that sad stuff. That was way too emo for my own good. I feel better today actually. I just can’t let those feelings take over my mind. I have babies to take care of now. They bring me so much joy. People who don’t love animals probably couldn’t understand, but I feel like I have more purpose in life now.
I adopted a kitten. He’s about 12 weeks old, and his name is Grim. He’s extremely friendly and kind of clingy most of the time. I love it though. I adore my girls, (ferrets) and they’re so fun. They’re not exactly cuddly for the most part though. So Grim is nice to love on. Here’s a couple of pics. He was busy playing with the girls, so he wasn’t too thrilled about having his picture taken.