It has been a strange and weird week.

I haven't really known what to do with myself this week. Every year Mike goes off to karate camp for a week.

During this week I had the realization that I need to be touched. Not to lead to being bedded, but just touched by someone who loves me is such a gift. It is comfort & connection that I never quite fully realized that I need.

I'm pretty exhausted for not paying attention to the time & staying up to all hours. Last night, the cat woke me up because she was not pleased with the food I put out for her and/or her dirtbox was pretty filthy. I was not amused.