Badger’s having one of her keep-to-herself days.
She’s stayed in her room, and I’ve stayed in mine.
It’s been quiet around here, and I haven’t had the energy to do much.
Some days are just heavy.
This was one of them.
Part of that heaviness comes from my she-shed.
My sanctuary got messed up when Raven's kids were outside.
They lost my TV remote, took my grabber tool I use to reach things, and threw the grabber in the yard.
They broke my solar lights.
Things I care about, the things that made the shed mine, are ruined or scattered.
I’ve boxed up the rest of my lights so they’ll be safe, but I don’t think I’ll try to have anything out there anymore.
Even the she-shed doesn’t feel like mine anymore.
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