life snippet
I'm trying to explain to Jack that his hometown is no more. I show him articles about Slidell flooded and with no electricity for at least another 12 weeks, laced with pictures of trees going through rooves. He kind of sniffs the screen, rubs it, and crawls into my lap, purring. It must be great to be a cat. Some things are just too mind boggling; to be unable to grasp them may be a small blessing at times. I'm ashamed to admit sometime I envy his numbness. He's not purposefully ignorant or cold, just programmed differently, I suppose. And, from all appearances, he lives a life of utter interal peace, upset only by late meals and fire alarms.
Annette's in Louisiana right now, New Iberia if memory serves. I checked the local paper there, and they are openning schools to evacuees from places that got banged, so I suppose that implies that they weren't too much in the line of fire. Still...
Liam and I just celebrated our 3-month anniversary. We are torn between inclinations that it happened yesterday and that we've been married forever.
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