I reconciled with a person from my past today. I finally got the guts to pick up the phone and call. Probably one of the smartest things I’ve ever done. Hating people becomes entirely too tiring, and I’m just worn out. It’s upsetting that others can’t quite be reached the same way. There has to be the possibility of a compromise, and both people have to actually care to reach some sort of truce.

My application for Karlie got rejected, and five of the other dogs I inquired about were just adopted or have pending adoptions. However, luckily I decided to check my email tonight, and I have a sign of hope. The lady told me all about Sybil (pictured), and asked for my thoughts. I told her I want to meet her as soon as possible. It’s 150 miles one-way, but I think it will be worth the trip. I really hope I can get her. She & I seem to have a lot in common.