i haven’t felt this bad in years. i want to lay in bed and hide from the world, but i know that bagel depends on me. it’s not fair for him to deal with the effects of what i’m dealing with. we went on a long walk, and let me tell you, it was good for my soul. it was a nice break not to be hyper-vigilant of sensation. getting out the house does wonders in times like these.
bagel, if you read this, you don’t understand how special you are.
-ratha, 8:11pm, 9.21.20