I have a couple of long time crushes that peered from my mental backburners. I tend to ignore those feelings, but with things seeming to work with Will I guess I feel as though I can let some of me peer out from my secured shell. Turtle Molly, that's me.
Having my pets surrounding me, asleep, on my bed, just feels so freaking pleasant. Especially with Petal feeling family enough to sleep under a Blankie by me feet and by Femme Pois or Lolita (not Ein so much).
There's so much I need to do so far as organizing my papers and things. It completely overwhelms me but I've been trying to make sure to take short bursts of energy and use them to get such things as can get done, done.