When did I become a cat person D:
For me, this place is like a vast expanse of ocean, and I am the sole survivor of a shipwreck. There is nothing around me except sharks and a few pieces of drift wood, and I am treading water. Occasionally, a dolphin or a kindly whale will come my way and hoist me up for a little while, allowing me to catch my breath, only to leave me alone again. Every so often, I am lucky enough to reach a large enough piece of driftwood to keep me out of the water completely for a while, but eventually and without fail, a massive storm will come to knock me off. And I am back to where I started. Other times, huge waves will crash on me, and I don’t know whether my head is above water, or whether I am just drowning.
In the past 2 years, I’ve met several awesome sea mammals, been on a few pieces of driftwood, and weathered a lot of storms (always coming out ok!), but in the past 2 months, I have felt that I am drowning and desperate. And so, with that, I am bidding this town adieu. A rescue ship is on the horizon, and its called moving.
You know, the one where people make you so disgusted and sick to your stomach that you can’t eat.