I look down at my little,scruffy, rescue dog. He is stretched across the length of more than half the couch. His head is resting against the pillow at the end; his feet tap against my legs as he reaches his REM level of sleep.
I think of where he was three months ago; in a rescue facility, sleeping in a dog run, possibly against the hard, cold slab of concrete. I ask him "Do you realize how much your life has changed? Do you appreciate the change?"
I wonder the same about men I meet. I am a very caring person, but don't like to be taken advantage of. When they are here, I try my best to take care of them, but wonder if they even appreciate the attention. Do they know or care?
I don't ask for a lot.Just someone who can appreciate me as much as I am willing to appreciate them. Is that possible? Or are they all too superficial and self-absorbed to appreciate the attention?
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