Published: November 16th 2020, 10:02:37 pm
What are you supposed to do with all these... The basket/cage? The favourite toy? The little bowls? The rest of the food? So many memories. I never have the heart to throw any of them away.
Life is a bit harsh to me lately, bear with me.
Grief is poetry. Tragic poetry. But I think it is useful. To grow and get to know yourself.