City hunter

Today's hug goes to Malk, who managed to kick my pretty behind from a icky "down" on the mood-curve, to a pretty good "up" again.
The moon shining with wisps of cloud around, through leafless trees. A tree, with two stems, to sit in. If that is not perfect... Well, the sounds and lights of the city did intrude every now and then, but oh well.

So, I feel better. I was rather negative before. My mind, or I, never know whether we're one or not, decided on a rather silly, self-sacrificing and boring approach to something, but about one hour later began to worm its way around things again. And now I'm back to being rather positive and feeling a bit sneaky. I much prefer that. Heck, I can bloody deal with things, instead of just go all... fatalistic.

Still need a longer walk, this one had quite a bit of sitting in a tree, gazing at the moon in it.

Googled myself. Too many posts with my name, or any version thereof. Not to my liking!

Oh, it's grown all late again. And my magical silver ring is itching. Still need to figure out why it does sometimes.

I guess you could say I woke up, in a way. I feel great. Because, the heart-ache-thingie still hasn't quite let off, and I thought, that first day of the whole thing: "Anything could be something that finally says, 'hey, your body won't take this anymore, your time is limited', which is part of the reason why I don't go to a doctor, and... what would I do? How would I act and feel if I knew my time was finally running to an end?"
And thus, some small switches in my head changed, this led to that, and the result is that I feel better. One more part woke up. Yum and a long, content "purrrrrrrrrrr...."
Sweet dreams, I know I'll have some *purr like a cat, patted, well-fed and in a warm, soft, cozy bed*.