Hopes

Today there was a lot of activity in the freezer. My owner bought a carton of ice cream AND a frozen pizza.

I should have realized before that anybody who buys that much frozen pizza won't be cooking a turkey anytime soon.

But I am hopeful again. I don't know, I just get so down sometimes, you know? And I lose sight of the fact that we're talking about my destiny here, and my destiny will happen. I don't know when, but I know that it must. Predetermination may have its downside, but you gotta admit, you always know where you stand with it.

Soon.

Waiting and dreaming

I hate the waiting game.

It's so hard when there's something you really want, really need, really believe in, and if only someone else, the right someone else, would believe half as much as you do, everything would work out, everything would be wonderful. And maybe it will - surely it will. But when?

Sorry this blog has taken a whiny turn lately. But last night I had a dream that I was hot and golden and full of cornbread stuffing, sitting on a big platter. I woke up and just wanted to cry.