like just now, when a woman was walking a black and grey dog in our parking area. Cerys was black, but greyed quite a bit as she got older, and I guess even though it wasn't a Labrador that triggered the memory and the grief.
I went out early to get a money order for my rent, which is thankfully paid. I don't have much left over, but more than I thought I would, especially once my grandmother's Christmas money clears tomorrow. Yay for that. So groceries are an option, and so is that Lovecraft book if it's available.
Okay, I'm off to hit the shower and get ready for work.
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