I’m going through this thing where
everyone in the house is in the same room, except for me
and half of me desperately wants to join them
but the other half is like, I’ll just brood by myself
and by the time I’ve decided that I don’t want to be alone,
it’s too late.
Today at the pet store:
Little brother: *points to white bunny* I would name that one Sugar.
Me: *points to black bunny* What would you name this one?
Little brother: Chocolate Milk.
Me: *points to black and white bunny* How about that one?
Little brother: Bill.
Me: Why?
Little brother: *shrugs* Bill is a good name.
