Sanctuary

Saturday, October 14, 2023

Just when I finally got a space of my own, my own private domain, it’s become tainted.

I had to go to the studio. I had to go back and reclaim my space. It wasn’t easy, though. Not when I walked in and immediately saw the spot where my fur baby last stood. But, I pushed through it. I am trying to look at the bright sides, the silver linings. Like, at least he got to see the space, even just once. At least he was with me and not at home alone. At least he was in my arms.

It’s time to make happy memories, or at least turn the bad ones into good.

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