The other night I had a dream I brought Tako to a party and at some point I was frantically searching for him. He’s terrible off-leash. When I found him he was hanging out with a husky and pitbull. He was the smallest one and just following them around. I was relieved and proud because he wasn’t being a dick. He’s an arrogant alpha, but the fucker only weighs 26 lbs so—I worry.
Idk why I’m having dreams about being responsible for my dog, guys. The same scenario makes more sense if he’s a human child, which is prob some twist my mind was doing subconsciously.
I’ve realized that my obsession w/ my dog stems from everything I’ve wanted out of life and as it turns out—he’s the only one here with me.
He’s the first one to keep me company.
Sure… I had a husband at some point but obviously that didn’t work out.
The truth is I think I will get EVERY THING I want out of life. By now the list is reduced down to essentials: shiba, child (prob just one), and a man (whenever).
I can’t tell if its arrogance or confidence, I’m a Leo—so let’s call it both.
I’m not worried about getting everything I want, I’m pretty sure I’ll get it… when I’ll get it is the unpredictable part.
I’ve prioritized my life based on the things I would like to achieve with the resources I have on-hand. When you objectively list all these items “love from a good man” is honestly the last thing on the list. I can’t decide that timing, nor am I willing to go above and beyond my daily routines to try to make this happen. I could probably fall in love every decade of my life. As long as I’m not horribly disfigured from some freak accident or lose all sense of my personality—I shouldn’t have any problems.
SEE—ARROGANCE.
My female reproductive system is the part of me with a clock ticking down, not my heart, so I’ve decided to focus on that.
It’s a shame though, because my body is in the best shape of my life and my disposable income is at a high as well. I could send fire nudes AND take you to Nobu.
THIS COULD BE US—BUT YOU PLAYIN.
This doesn’t mean I’ll stop trying to date or ignore men completely. I still require the gas they give. It just means when I hit that point when it’s time to start my family I will do it… all by myself and hopefully with the sperm of a 6’ brunette man—which I will pick out of a catalog.
Until then it’s just me and Tako, unless some superdude wants to come through and join us. I won’t hold my breath for that, I’ll just accept what comes into my life piece by piece.