In session with my psychiatrist.

I've been feeling terribly down those past weeks.

I won't name it a depressive phase, because I have so much respect for people battling depression for real.
The only thing warming me up dearly is my beautiful blue grey she-rabbit Mina.
And help of some of my friends, who take the time to call to see how I feel, of course.
But when I'm alone at home, and this little mouse shows up, poking my body with her chin to see what is going on . . .  I don't know.
It's just an incredible feeling of being able to communicate with a so wild and so scared small animal.
It's magical.  And terribly rewarding inside.
Thank you for being there, beautiful MinAmore.