Some ramblings

Meow.

I am doing about four loads of Bat’s laundry this evening, with about seven more to go, which is probably a bit less than completely sane, I know. ( Rambling feelings-processing about Bat. )

Thanks for listening to me process. I’m getting a better handle on this particular grief, and am now mostly resigned to the feeling of occasionally coming across something that reminds me of Bat and feeling like I’ve swallowed a sharp piece of ice. But it feels like that a noticeable degree less than last week. So: progress. I’ll take it.