It’s a dreary day. I’ve been moody and introspective since I got home this morning; even the three hour nap my kitties and I took this afternoon didn’t help (not that napping ever hurts…). I wanted to be productive, and I did clean out Trevor’s and Cedric’s aquarium, but other than that tiny burst of productivity today’s been wasted on pacing and wistful sighing.

It’s so peculiar to feel emotions in certain areas of the body. My shoulders feel sad. My skull feels melancholy. I’m sure someone somewhere studies this particular phenomenon and has a name for it, but I’m not interested at the moment. Maybe I’ll look into this tomorrow.

No need to panic, but Trevor is watching you from behind a water droplet.