Feel like something the cat dragged in & I haven't even got a cat.
Coffee maker's back on the straight & narrow anyhow.
Was thinking about how being hurt is a drag because it compels me to think about & take care of myself, time and attention better spent on other things & other people, need to be somewhat functional to be any use to anyone, unfortunately.
Dreams of loved one's death seem to have died down a bit, back to the war & torture, more what I'm used to. Lots of good uses for a vivid imagination, has its downsides. Willing to put up with them, willing to put up with most anything, actually.
Looking at the pine tree out the window, Peretz is lying on a comforter on the red futon, paws covering nose, cold morning.