Dear Cabbit... you've become a pirate...

I keep hearing that line from Hook..

Where granny Wendy looks at grown up Peter after his son describes his adult life..

And she looks at him with genuine shock..

And said, "Peter... You've become a pirate.."

Dear Cabbit....Day 4

Old karmic cycles, loops, contracts, and binds are releasing as I write this...

Dear Cabbit... I've defended your honor...time after time...

I was just thinking about it..

I've completely disconnected from anyone who ever tried to use our connection to get me to do something for them, or who tried to suggest I shouldn't believe in you..

Dear Cabbit... trust fall...

Today I ended the very close and deep friendship I had going since shortly after our missions started..

Dear Cabbit...high caliber patience..

Wait..

Go..

Dear Cabbit...the most important ingredient in home made french toast...

It's music.

The song you sing to yourself while you make it.

Whether the radio is on or not.

Dear Cabbit...*hugs*

I miss you.

I know you miss me.

I still think of you lots, an pray for your happiness and good health often.

Tonight I'm cuddled up with lil lion and lady bunny, gettin ready fall asleep so we can get our oldest up in the mornin to get to go for some breakfast with you..

I'm proud of you for sayin yes to that.

And havin faith it's gonna be great for you both, and that if there are any squishies for anyone including me, they'll be minimal.

Also, I'm def getting into quittin smoke soon.

That tweet song you sent months ago; still true. 

Smokin smokin.

Thinkin of you...

*Sigh*

Idk that I can prevent the thinking of you.

Though it feels like I can at least find something healthier to put in my mouth while I think of you 😉

We'll see, I spose.