Dave
#hermit #writer
#stubborn #willful #independent.
I like just about everything this Godforsaken world has to offer except for other humanoids, of which I am not a big fan.
As I write this, the temperatures outside hover in the 20s and 30s and the ground is covered with a thin layer of snow and ice.
It's interesting how seemingly casual, light-hearted conversations can sometimes take on lives of their own and wind up in places that were never intended. I suppose it happens often enough to be no great surprise, but it seems to me that it's a bit more rare to find yourself...
It's not the"stuff" we gain or lose, nor the people that come and go throughout our lives, that define who we are as human beings. It is the person we allow ourselves to become, as the chapters open and close, that says everything about who we really are and what we are really made of.
It's hard to say for sure what goes on in other people's quiet minds.
Blame it on her eyes if you like or blame it on her eternally happy disposition... Blame it on the fact that she is so incredibly attached to me and never wants me to leave her sight... but whatever it is, Daisy - over the three and a half years we have been together so far - is far and away the best dog I have ever had.
