Tomatoes, basil and catnip.

So this year I'm growing my own 'maters and basil, and catnip for Fuzz and the strays. Lil Girl is hugely pregnant and is probably off having her kittens right now. If she gets any bigger she's going to look like she swallowed a basketball. I just bought a Bluetooth thingy for my phone. Life goes on.

I have new neighbors across the street, who immediately cut down a perfectly healthy and beautiful dogwood tree apparently because it blocked their view when pulling out of their driveway. I can't walk into PetSmart without missing Boo. Arthur C. Clarke is dead and the age of wonder in science-fiction died with him. I increasingly feel as if the town where I was born and have lived my entire life is doing its best to smother me both emotionally and spiritually. The more I question my attitudes and my actions and my life, the more I find myself out of place in the place that has raised me. I'm alone. No one cares. Life goes on.

I miss... a lot of things.