December 7, 2015
Ugliness
He's my special friend. I found him on the free pile at work. And on days where my sisters are feuding, my mom and her caregiver are beefing, the credit card has gone missing and there is not enough clarity in the world, I'm grateful for my man, my kitties, grey days in our big brown box on the hill, and my ugly friend.
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