Eh, I had kind of a not so great day yesterday.. it wasn’t too bad, just was one of those days where you feel like you tried so hard only to still somehow fail in the end.
But in the midst of my self-pity I came across a few photos on my desktop that I took of Vasili napping with Basil on the couch over summer. It wasn’t long after Basil’s emergency surgery and right after Bentley very suddenly passed away.. I remember thinking to myself then how everything had suddenly become so stressful and difficult, and also thinking about how I would give anything to just be worrying about the petty little things that usually I allow to stress me out so much..
.. and suddenly, my day yesterday seemed not so bad after all.