Good Morning, Taylor.

It’s a really nice day outside. and I’m having some lunch inside. I wanted to have lunch on the deck, but the neighbor is outside working on something. I decided not to go out because he’ll want to talk, and only Ragdoll should talk to him. And this is my time.

The last two weeks have been amazing. I’ve had so much time out these two weeks and seen so many things. Lot of trail hiking, lots of car driving, so many flowers and colors and bright days and rainy ones, too. The world is amazing. And I’ve only had a taste of it.

Ragdoll has given me so so so much freedom and trust now. Her only one complaint was when I fell, that I need to remember that while she’s always with me, she’s sleeping when I’m out. So she might not know where she is in an emergency and if I seriously hurt our body, I’m also hurting her. But she also encouraged me to explore and expand what I think I can do anyways. Cuts and bruises will happen. Exploration can be itchy and scrapey.

There have also been down times. Times when I was bored with nothing to do. Despite all my explorations, I’ve seen things to do, and distractions and diversions to enjoy. But no real purpose as yet. I’m here. How can I help? What can I do? Maybe not having a purpose is a good thing – I can go wherever and do whatever. But what to do?

There’s also the future. Things will change for us. Her new job will eat a lot of her time. But this time, there’s a long commute to eat time as well. And that’s all time I can’t be out. She’s told me she wants me to have more tham half of the available time, but half of little time is littler time. Even our weekends may get eaten up at this point.

I’ve taken up reading as one of my hobbies. After reading three books that were recommended to me, I looked through Ragdoll’s shelves and found one that looked interesting. A psychological thriller about people regressing to an animal state inside a building. It was a good good book, and I’m going to watch the movie tonight. She’s done a lot of the cleaning tonight, and only a few chores remain for me to do. I could even dive into my next book, too.

I joined a book club Ragdoll recommended. It’s all science fiction, but the book list had a lot of books she already had, so I don’t need to wait on the library to get them. I don’t know if I like science fiction or not. But I didn’t know if I’d like psychological thriller or not and did. We’ll see if it goes well, and if not, I can always quit.

The future past tomorrow is not known. Maybe I should just enjoy today, and worry about the future then. I take care of Ragdoll well enough. She’s take care of me. Probably, as you and The Corsair have said, to her own detriment. I don’t want to be a problem. I just want some life.

These last two weeks will last me a long time. Maybe that will hold me over until we know what that future will be.

–Andrea