I miss my cat so much.
I spent Wednesday drawing pictures of her and on Thursday Heidi and I made a list of all the little things that she used to do. For the last few days, I’ve found myself softly singing “Gone too soon” when I’m alone.
Now I’m listening to it:
I ruminate overly on concepts at the best of times, and now I’m spending a lot of time thinking about death, life, what constitutes an individual, and how transient it all is. I switch between feeling grateful for those around me, and then just hoping that our time together will last and committing myself to making the most of that time.
Update: Added image and link.