November 22, 1999
Greetings, all. Fall's almost over! And my poor head spins...Juggling college applications, school, and peace of mind is a near impossibility.
This week is dedicated to my dearest friend;
A compatriot who has kept me sane for several years...
and is currently gone from my life:
My sweet kitten, Juno.
The pavement is no way to see a loved one go.
This girl had spirit and soul so fine that
it's a double damn Shame on the fucker that mowed her down.
So, these things happen. Death is no bag of candy.
I contend that little animals don't belong where
cars and their careless drivers tread.
But, it's my lot to try and get over it all.
Goodnight, Juno.
I'll see you in my dreams.
( I think that's what they're made for. )
I hope you didn't suffer much,
that your death was swift, and not painful.
You are gold.
I am hopelessly poor.
Goodnight, Juno.
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