A while ago, a corgi sat in front of me. I don’t know if the dog wanted me to pet him but I instinctively patted its head. I don’t if that is rude but I felt so happy at that moment when i did it. Maybe it sensed how sad i was or maybe i smelled like butter garlic fries. It made me wish that maybe i can be a fur mom too and the dog will love me unconditionally. Or maybe not since i don’t know how to take care of myself or anyone. Or i just don’t deserve to be a parent at all.








