Today was my last day at Food Stores; I kept teetering on the edge of tears. I hate this about temporary work -- I work somewhere long enough to get attached to people, and then I have to leave. Worse, I am facing the usual fear of not having any income, while the bills keep on rolling in. Ghaaa. On my way home today I had such a pain in my chest, it felt like my heart was bound so tight it could hardly beat. I briefly entertained the thought of taking a knife to it, to ease the ache... but the truth is that I don't want to die. I just want someone to take care of me, and that's just not ever going to happen for me. Not in this lifetime. *sigh* It sucks, but there it is. My life is me (with cats) and that's all it's ever going to be. Friends are dear, and wonderful... but at the end of the day, it's just me alone with the cats. Who are darling and cuddly... but still only cats.