Tuesday is an introvert, she gets aloof but tinged with sadness and pulls away not at random times like my mom thinks but at times that make sense for someone who is sensitive to the people around them. I think she has changed a lot this summer as a dog. I wasn't here for the whole month of July, i think that has changed her. It is not something you can really see or is inclined by her introverted actions happening more frequently but can sort of be measured by my mothers growing whining about her. Is that all i have to say about her? When i look shes so concave i dont want to lean over and down- its an exponential decline sort of. And that is the saddest thing though the saddest thing is that is all i have to say about it, her, me, and us.
At the same time though when i engage i find that shes the one i missed the most on some level. I am different so maybe this is just a test of waiting and patients but not the anticipating kind THE SIMPLICITY the happy with simplicity kind. fuck meditation. Jesus i think I'm going to take her for a walk to stamp us back into each others hearts.