It's Done...

For better or worse, I took the cat over to P's house this afternoon. Last night I felt kinda like someone on Death Row, trying to savor every second I had left with her. Crying every time I thought about how both our lives were about to change.

Yes, I have my life, my health, and my stuff, but I love my cat and I'm going to miss her terribly. I get to feel like shit for a while.

My apartment is so empty without her. I can't wait to leave here.