Tonight I don’t want to be OK, I don’t want to be fine and I don’t want to tough it out or be a fighter. I want to let my emotions win tonight, I want to set them free and I’m not going to numb them. Tonight I don’t want to be numb. I want to be sensitive and fragile and too much to handle.

I listen to this cat every night in my alley crying her soul out. She starts at 2 and doesn’t end until 6. I listen to her the entire time. I don’t know whether she is hungry, if she is lonely or if she just wants someone to hear her, so I listen.