Wednesday, September 19, 2012

I want to be a cat....

A funny thing about life: No matter how good it is going in all other aspects, we always seem to focus on the one part of life that isn't going as well. It has gotten to the time of year where the seasonal depression starts to set in. I thought this was always caused my the sudden change from warm to cold weather in the PNW, however; (with the long/warm summer) I'm starting to realize it is just what happens at the end of September. And this is when I dwell on the bad, rather then revel in all the good.

I could be a millionaire, swimming in a pool full of money, with a million friends, the love of my life, great kids, and amazing house/family/job/dog etc. But I would most likely complain about the chip in my favorite mug. I think that's normal. Why complain about good things when you can complain about bad things? It's more fun right?

My romantic life is fantastic, I have the best roommate a girl could ask for, and I have a job. I make enough money that I can pay my bills, save, and afford the pay off some of my debts. But, I still like complaining.

Lately the bad parts of my life are consuming me. And it's all that I can do to not cry out and tell everyone to just "Fuck Off". I have this attitude of wanting to be alone. No one is good enough for me. I'm too awesome for everyone else.

I just want to curl into my bed like a cat. Better yet...I want to be a cat. I want to curl into a lap and cuddle all day long. I want someone I love to pet me, take care of me, and call me their baby. I want to relax and stop worrying about stupid stuff that doesn't matter. I want to poop whenever I want and not have to hold it until the end of the work day. FEED ME! PICK UP MY POOP! PET ME! I want to be a cat.

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