i am in the process of setting up the studio.
it's coming along well.
it seems like it's always when things are going really well that something really sad and distracting happens, which challenges my typically unwavering focus and motivation.
and feeling like a failure doesn't help.
giving brings no guarantees. givegivegive, lovelovelove, and hope for some emotional return.
if only we could talk to animals, and ask them what they really need. i knew i loved her, and that she loved me, and that having her made my life better, made it feel more full, but i didn't realize how wrenching the separation would be. i'm a complete wreck.
it feels like i've lost my best friend, and most reliable companion.
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