Mercy,
My dear kitty,
Sweetly dreaming atop my right shoulder.
I awake, to toss and shift.
Sleep and wake again.
She is back in position.
Why does my shoulder ache?
Ahhh! My growing kitten!
What a Saturday morning wake up.
The Pain
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I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty View more posts
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