My day came crashing down around me towards the end. My head swum with images of suffocating dark water... Very attractive dark water with greens, teals and blues... And a disturbing little orange fish... like Nemo... who kept darting away from my grasp.
Then I came home, and I pressed my lips to Arizona's dark fur, and The Squire let me lament, and then he put his arms around me and told me that I can't expect other people to understand. He understands though.
Now, post shower, cuddled up in pjs... I can breathe. And sleep.
Oh, how I will sleep.
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