Plato's Hell

One day my flatmate is going to ban me from the kitchen. It saddens me that when she does, all I will be able to say is "Thankyou for being so tolerant of my mishaps. I'm amazed you waited this long."
On the other hand, I have had quite a good day. There have been many great snuggles. I love snuggles. I am very warm, and full and clean. I love new sheet day. It feels very good. I think I am going to celebrate by watching Alice In Wonderland and curling up in a LucySleepyBall. And maybe drinking some water. I had the best shower before. It was warm and all nice and wet. Then I ate a dish I call Lucy's paprikiry, cheesy, gooey potato mess. Clean warm Lucy, tucked up in her bed with clean sheets and clean pyjamas.
I'm thinking of jumping on the wagon, becoming a lesbian, and moving to a little house in the woods.
Or maybe just watching Alice in Wonderland, drinking some cool water, and curling up in a little SleepyLucyBall. I think I'll do that one. It is new sheet day after all. And I'm warm and clean and full. And I've had a good day with lots of snuggles. I love snuggles. I could take over the world, or at least fuck it up pretty good, but right now, I'm going to watch disney movies and purr and sleep.

My feet are just the right temperature. My arm hurts, but that's ok. Everything gets better. Especially with movies and warm beds and water.
I'm going to shut up now. Just know that even though things are poopy and I have no idea what's happening to my health, right now, I am very happy. And working on being happier.