September 8th, 2006

Dancing Thru


I realized today that the feeling I've been having is depression. Good thing I'm doing dinner and movie with Scott tonight and my brother arrives tomorrow. I was okay while I was doing stuff like visiting and cleaning the garage. But there's still a background program of processing loss.

And not doing things invites reflection on a little orange cat who isn't around to lazily stretch and saunter down the driveway to greet me, any more. Circe has been seeking lots of reassurance, lately, too. I know how she feels, so we console each other.