Sunday. This is a lonely, boring day.
I went to The Red Shoe to try to get some pointe shoes. Everything in this city is closed on Sunday. How boring. And lonely.
Molly is driving me crazy, have I said that yet? All she does is walk around the house meowing, or knead on me, or sit on my lap, or cry. That’s it. I might have to take her home. ๐
Nothing exciting today. I’m done. ><