that's what one of the doctors at work called me the other day, and i'm going to take it as flattery. I asked him how he came to that conclusion about me, and he said, "well, you look the way you look, but you talk about your cats and your knitting."
I don't self-identify as "goth", but after a label is applied so many times, i just don't bother getting offended any more. if people want to see me in that way, it's no skin off my back.
i like being domestic. it suits me. i like snuggling with my cats on the couch with my knitting and a bottle of wine. Though i'm not yet good at cleaning, i like the satisfaction of a clean, neat room. I go out less and less now. Some of my reclusiveness is by choice, some by circumstance, but that's how it is. i love that my home is my home. i even like cooking.
i wish i had more opportunity to share it.
I talked to Cody for a while on the phone tonight, and it made me feel better. it's nice to know that i've got friends to talk to when i need to vent. And if anyone can understand relationship issues, it's cody - i used to live with her boyfriend, and i don't know how she does it.
i need to get my house in order.
i need to get my life in order.
why are the best things so difficult?