mood (-), uspol-adjacent
Still feeling a little bit of... ideation and a mild sense of generalized DOOM. There's no good reason for it—except maybe the political news, but that's making me feel more ornery than self-destructive.
Maybe losing our kitten buddy has upset my sense of the value of life and it's all survivors guilt. I dunno. Life is just not _fun_ right now, and I'm mourning a lot of lost sources of pleasure and wonder.
I'll get by. Raccoons are scrappers. Rabies & ennui are nbd.