Perhaps it’s just my body changing with age, or maybe blizzards don’t just have the same sparkling appeal to me as they did when I was twelve, but this winter is instilling a horrible sense of lethargy and melancholy in me. Bleh!
Thinking of springtime and a loved one, I wrote a short story this evening (really short — 1700 words!) about a bunny from the moon and a cat who find a balloon and discuss the nature of happiness. It’s a tad random, there are a few inside jokes, but feel free to giggle at it all the same.
(And, for those who are unaware, ‘fhet’ is the official sound a happy bunneh makes.)
