i must say, life is full of challenges. getting the lid off the pickle jar with no thumbs, messy breakups, procrastination issues.
my person has procrastination issues.
i always remind my person that procrastination is like masturbation.
it feels good, but in the end you're only fucking yourself.
right now, her life is a big game of hurry up and wait.
we lounge in this heat, and sometimes she tells me we are like a couple of veal.
in reality, though, these changes take time. only time.
my person is great. if she wasn't, i wuld tell her, cause i have style, baby, and i cannot be around the bland.
ok, ok, i would stick with her no matter what...
today, she tried on a pair of pants that are 10+ sizes smaller than the ones she wore 3 years ago. they fit. i wagge my tail, she wagged her tail... there was a lot of ass wiggling going on.
we are going to get through this.
we are going to do this.
we are going to be fit, and lean, and stable. we are going to dance (probably together for a while, but that's not new). we are going to dive. we are going to sail. we are going to do anything we damn well want.
my person is eventually going to start writing the way she should have been all along. her thesis. her ficton. her passion. her physical transformation is an everyday process that requires constant awareness. it's not always easy.
but we're gonna hurry up and weight.
