Nimbus
Now, too get to the point that I remembered; a particularly low point in this …whatever to call this…
I remember being in my car….
Wait, I don’t know if this was during OSU.
I think it was, but what’s really sad is, the reason I’m writing this post is to confess I forgot when 1 öF my cats died.
I might have forgotten more than I realize…
Anyways , let’s try to stay focused.
The memory is receiving the news that my cat was gonna die. She wasn’t dead yet, though like Thanos, it was inevitable. They asked if i wanted them to wait for me to go there so I could be with her in her last moments; I admit I was numb, I could tell I was sad, I think tears came out, but not nearly enough: the decision was far too easy to just tell them to pull the plug.
A 30 minute drive was too much for me to be there for someone I love & never left my side no matter how disgusting a life is put her through…
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