This kitten melts me, I swear

[brightrosefox]

Not going to talk about pain levels right now.
They're too high to measure, and I don't have the right words.

Instead, I'll mention that Rose slept in my lap for two hours before Adam came home. I had settled in one of the armchairs and she climbed onto the chair with me. She'd snuggle, shift, squeak, shift, snuggle. Occasionally she'd wake up, look at me, stretch up her little paws toward my chest, and say "MEW!" and then curl up in an even more adorable position, purring happily.
It was the best two hours I ever spent not moving.

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[sigma7.livejournal.com]

It was the best two hours I ever spent not moving.

That's a fantastic sentence right there. I'm not going to steal it, but I will admire it for a while.

Glad you're finding some solace in the little furry critter at the moment -- here's to hoping the agony passes, at least for a little while.

[brightrosefox.livejournal.com]

Is it? *looks at sentence* Yeah, I kinda like it. You can steal it if you want. What do you admire about it?

[sigma7.livejournal.com]

I'm not really sure. I think it's that dichotomy and disconnect between a grand achievement ("the best") and absolute lethargy ("doing nothing" "not moving," sorry). I'm worried that I may've turned up my internal narrator to about 11 and this helps remind me that there's awesomeness in just saying great truths in quieter ways.

[brightrosefox.livejournal.com]

*grins* I like your thoughts.