I don’t feel close to anyone anymore. The people I want to be close with are all in Littleton or elsewhere in the country.
Fort Collins is an undeniably cool town, and I do really like all the people I’ve met and spent time with here. But it’s not the same as it used to be, and I don’t have anyone that wants to hang out frequently enough to keep myself entertained. I wish that I could just be someone who doesn’t like anyone else… it would make everything so much easier.
That, and it seems that my rats hate me. Rose bites me every single time I put my finger in her cage, and she didn’t use to. She always licked. And she’s chewing incessantly on the bars of her cage and it makes a really irritating noise. Similarly, Rain is twice the size she was last week, has lost her timid stagnancy and has now made it her life’s goal to get the fuck out of her cage. She’s incredibly cute but when I hold her all she does is try and get away from me. At least Rose has a mind to stick around and also to not jump off of high ledges. Unlike Rain, who I am certain has a mental disease.
