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I've had the first two best nights of sleep I've had in about three months, I think I'd give it all back just to have Fitzgerald living back here with me. Sure he only allowed me two hours of light sleep at a time, if that, and he ran me ragged during my waking hours, but I loved the little dog so much, I was prepared to trudge through it all until he grew up and began a sleep schedule like the other dogs. He was already sleeping from 23 until 3:30, at which time he demanded breakfast. Things were slowly getting better. Why couldn't he just stay in the yard and be a good boy? I was prepared to suffer through his teenage years if he just gave a little effort on his part, but how was he to know?
So, yeah, I feel guilty for having slept so well. I'm such a big nelly. What am I supposed to do? Sleep miserably for the rest of my life because Fitzgerald is no longer with me? Sometimes, I think I'm too soft-hearted, which is never a good thing for a Sith. We're supposed to be heart-hearted bastards who don't give a shit about anything or anybody. I need to get back to that mindset before this being overly-emotional kills me.
So, yeah, I feel guilty for having slept so well. I'm such a big nelly. What am I supposed to do? Sleep miserably for the rest of my life because Fitzgerald is no longer with me? Sometimes, I think I'm too soft-hearted, which is never a good thing for a Sith. We're supposed to be heart-hearted bastards who don't give a shit about anything or anybody. I need to get back to that mindset before this being overly-emotional kills me.