Hi there.

Fed the stray cat, went for a stroll, secured a beverage, drew a bath.

The not-stray cat who is my friend sat on the side of the tub occasionally lapping at the water while I tried to wash off the funk ( both literal and figurative ) of my day.

Getting ready to ease into drink number two, turn on some soft music, and braid my damp, unruly mess of hair.

Some days doesn't the world just beat you down ?

I know.

Me too.

Hang in there.

XOXO