i am a snuggle-loving motherfucker

i think i hate traveling. i used to love it, and it used to love me. i mean, it might have loved me more than i loved it. but i digress.

here's the thing. i miss my dogs and cats when i'm away. yes, that's right. my furry little angels. every day, i snuggle them, kiss them, feed them, play with them, sleep with them, walk them. my life is a good 60 percent about them. okay, maybe 70-75 percent. point being, i MISS them when i'm gone. there is a huge, lonely gap in my day. sometimes, when i think about MY LEGACY, i wonder what i would do with all of my time if i didn't have pets. but guess what, motherfuckers? maybe that is my legacy. i mean, that and beating myself up about everything i do and don't do. but i'm working on reducing that percentage from 30 to maybe 5. i can dream, can't i?