Oh, don’t you worry, though, dear readers! I got this, bitches! I PROMISE! At least I’m brave enough to say it out loud:

I … am NOT … okay!

Well, at least I’m 77% sure I’m not okay … BUT … I will be, ’cause Imma cat and cats ALWAYS land on their feet (even with a “buttered side up” piece of bread strapped to their back)!

Meanwhile, in rolling from “squares” to “circles”, I find it no coincidence that despite the fact that it had been drafted, locked, and loaded well over seven months ago, THIS was my Diary entry this morning:

A year ago today, my son sent me another one of those cryptic “music thing” messages.

(“What Will You Do With Your 4,680 Squares?”)

Talk about the absolutely beautiful trajectory of this wonky yet ever so FULL CIRCLE that both mine and my children’s lives are moving in! He was brave enough to tell me that he was not okay … now I’m brave enough to say that I, too, am not okay … which believe it or not is exactly why “imma be alright“! What doesn’t kill me will always make me stronger, ’cause I’m their momma and my work here won’t be done until I can rest assured knowing they have all the tools and examples they will ever need to BE OKAY! Dear GOD, how I love my fucking life (and also all my birds and squirrels)! Goodnight everyone! It’s me, CAT!