sad a piece of my recovery fell out the window
When I moved out on my own almost a year ago my daughter insisted I take in this stray cat she named Tallulah. Well we moved back home and things have been up and down except my sobriety and her. She fell out the window last night and hasn't come home yet. I miss her standing on top of me at 2am purring. I hope this isn't a sign that things are going down hill.
Lots have changed and my life is pretty good.
Damn kat