S.G.

I’m kinda mad it’s taken me this long to delve into S.G. Goodman’s discography. It’s exactly what I’ve been looking for ❤️

Meatballs

I’ve always wanted to have a dog named Meatballs, but I fear it will never happen for me, so here is a poem called Meatballs instead 🙂

Didn’t It Rain

no matter how dark the storm gets overhead
they say someone’s watching from the calm at the edge
what about us when we’re down here in it
we gotta watch our own backs
but if you do see that golden light
that it shines in its fiery eye
go on and catch it while you can.

Jason Molina

Gary

I see a lot of calls for help in the dog rescue world, and I wish I could save them all. But it’s not possible, and you know, I’m learnin’ on taking care of myself now.
So, I have to pass and hold onto the hope they make it into a loving home. It’s never easy.

Anyway, this is Gary.
I hope he gets the love he deserves ❤️

All the Black

Cat Clyde

”All the Black”

Found you in the trash
Huddled in a corner 
Across from me 
You held out your hand
Told me not to be frightened 

You explained how we’d been thrown away
So I let you take me home

This may be killing us
But at least it kills the pain
If i could soak up all the black
I would soak up all the black 

Stayed the night
Told the moonlight I was scared
And that I loved you
And i know you know this life is shit
But maybe I could keep you company 

This may killing us
But at least it kills the pain
If I could soak up all the black
I would soak up all the black
This may be killing us
But at least it kills the pain
If I could soak up all the black
I would soak up all the black 

Lets roll a joint and walk outside
I miss the sunshine
I miss the sunshine 
I miss the sunshine 
I miss the sunshine 

This may killing us
But at least it kills the pain 
If I could soak up all the black
I would soak up all the black
This may be killing us
But at least it kills the pain 
If I could soak up all the black
I would soak up all the black

MidJune

Our foster pup, Rain, was adopted by a nice little family this weekend. I’m so grateful for good people.
Otherwise… the back deck has been seeing a lot of us lately. I’ve been working on making Millie’s fort perfect to her liking ❤️ and hippopotamus!

recents

still going strong(-ish?)

I spent the entire hour of my last therapy session trying not to cry while crying my face off. You know, when you’re trying so hard not to, that it makes it so much worse?
I forget that I’m still recovering. I forget that these things take time. And that some days will be really, really hard.

But you just keep going. Always.