Morning Thoughts

It’s only 6 AM YA’LL

Of course I wake up 10 minutes before my alarm hits. Why on earth am I like this? I stumble to the bathroom and start getting ready. “Gotta go get this damn coffee, but first, Bruce.” I wash my hands before grabbing the leash and having yet another morning prep talk. “Listen! I need you to behave. I know you can be a good boy, don’t make me talk to you. You got this.” His beady eyes quickly look up at me as he turns to rub against my leg. Oh yeah, it’s my dog, y’all.

Bernedoodles are physical little humans, I can promise you. Bruce is unique. He has some attachment and anxiety issues, as is naturally common for his breed. I think he’s a little more anxious than what I’ve seen, but then again, I don’t know what he’s been through before my boyfriend and I got him. Shit, and to be even more frank, he had him first; then my boyfriend and I got together, and I dun took over his dog, y’all.
Seriously, they are both spoiled, and so am I.

It’s crazy that for the past three years I was begging for a dog. I grew up with multiple animals in and out of the house, and when I was with my ex, I was dying to get one. Everything for a reason and a season, though, because her scrub ass would have abused the shit out of it. That’s a story for another time, but just know I am so grateful for all that I do have now. For all that I have survived, for all that I have accomplished within these last few months alone.

Just last year I was held up in some run-down, stuffy, roach-inhabited room, to now being physically taken care of like an “African queen.” From being told what to do, who to see, and who I was, to being supported without a doubt in everything I do, in all of my hopes and dreams. It’s really true, y’all; good shit can happen. I say that because for someone who’s lived the life I have so far, all of this is like a dream to me. In fact, I’m sure if you met me, you yourself would begin to see. Life for me truly is a living fantasy. 🥹

—With the new move and exciting other projects I’m working on, I’m most certainly going through yet another death, as we must shed ourselves many times in this lifetime to truly be whole.