I was frantic. My car was stuck at the end of my driveway, with the back end out in the street and now one of my cats had somehow gotten loose and was running away from my house. Frantic, frustrated and I felt as if I was losing control of everything. When I saw him in the house and was aware that the other cat was a stray I felt relieved, for a second. Realizing I still had to free my car.

Today was just another indication of how I have to do everything myself. Find a job, by myself. Dig out my car, by myself. And if that was Linus who’d gotten out, search for a cat, by myself.

I’ve lived nearly my entire adult life alone and my myself.

It’s day’s like this where it eats away at you.