God is the madwoman in the attic. I'm camped out on the threshold with my journal, camera, and plenty of snacks.
Sunday, March 08, 2009
keeping bad company
For the last hour, S the Cat has been whining, swishing his tail, and clawing the door as if to get out of the apartment. We're both in such a mood tonight. The hour or so after L & Baby N go to sleep are my only time to myself - to calm myself and to think my own thoughts. Instead I'm irritated and thinking about cooking S in a stew.