Soooo… I have come to the conclusion that I just worry too much. I must be a natural pessimist, expecting the worst to come out of anything. (Well wouldn’t you, if you’ve led the life I did?)
So then when I finally pick up the courage to do what needs to be done, or say what needs to be said, it turns out to be nowhere near as bad as I thought it would be, and all those weeks of worrying were wasted.
Some very special people have helped me through all of this. Casteylan, for your brilliant (if slightly late) idea. Pferde, for all your hard work and just for being here when there’s no-one else. And Sindo, for still understanding and loving me even when I’m being a moody prick. Thankyou, all of you.
Also. The moment when a friendship takes another step, where you both acknowledge that it’s become deeper and closer than it was before, is a very beautiful moment. Unexpected, but welcome all the same.



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