Quincy, day 2. Today was a disaster. Quincy can no longer walk for some reason, and his mum attacked him. I have had to bring him inside which is making me sad, I want him out with his mum.
I take a photo for each day of my life. I have done since September, 2008 and I plan to for the rest of my life. We build ourselves out of everything that happens to us, never do we go to bed the same as we were on waking, we’re always changed. No day of life lacks significance, and these are my days.
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