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Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.

On our walk yesterday we were very politely approached by a little girl who asked if she could pet Skookum. She knew all about the breed and temperament and grooming, it was impressive!

Her mom told us that she was in charge of choosing a dog breed for the family, and while a samoyed was her top choice, she decided Samoyeds were too high maintenance for their family.

I told her that she was very smart to do research ahead of time and that her new pup (a beautiful six month old Bernese Mountain Dog) was so lucky to have her, while I teared up like a weirdo just appreciating how responsible and great she was 😭👍🏼