My New Year's day consisted of much kitty cuddles and seeing good friends. A good friend of mine is sitting a one-week-old kitten; such a tiny, fragile boy. It's strange to think that I was ever so young, delicate, and new.
Mine was rather the same, except I didn't see friends. Just kitty cuddles and hockey :) Either way, this sounds like a promising start to the new year.
I like the idea of being new... it's like being a bud on the verge of blossoming into something beautiful.
Mine was rather the same, except I didn't see friends. Just kitty cuddles and hockey :) Either way, this sounds like a promising start to the new year.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of being new... it's like being a bud on the verge of blossoming into something beautiful.
Ohhhh look at that, comment exactly one hour after you posted :P
ReplyDelete:) Beautiful. We should have hung out... :c
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