The entry to pay more attention to
Into the blackest moods, anything can be a shining light.
I cleaned the cats' boxes. Meanwhile, there was a thundering herd of yowling, rampaging small children, stampeding up the stairs outside. As their cries of "MOOOOOMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" echoed through the door, I could definitely feel the thought that they're not mine.
I'm feeling better. But I still need a change.
Maybe I'll swoop a frosh?
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I cleaned the cats' boxes. Meanwhile, there was a thundering herd of yowling, rampaging small children, stampeding up the stairs outside. As their cries of "MOOOOOMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" echoed through the door, I could definitely feel the thought that they're not mine.
I'm feeling better. But I still need a change.
Maybe I'll swoop a frosh?
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