cats, mood, the past and trauma and stuff (~)
sugarfoot is inspiring because she can do stuff like bite us and knock our shit over and still be a good kitty
she gives me hope that maybe i can be a good kitty too someday despite all the people i've mauled and all the stuff i've broken in the pursuit of whatever the fuck this is right here ;_;
i too just wanted a petting and a warm place to curl up :( i got those now. most days, but sometimes it still bubbles up what an agonizing illusion of such That Damned House In Northgate could be -- and how much my flaws and inability to own my temper and other brain divots contributed to it.