Sometimes you just need to be held by a member of whateever sex(es) to feel better. It's quite amazing to me the feelng of absolute contentment and safety I feel when I am in the arms of a loved one. Now is one of those times I need to be held and there's no one in my life to perform that role. Even my ex-kitty is gone and she was a fair substitute for human holder of me. When she cuddled and spooned with me her feelings were pure, genuine and honest which is more than I can say for most people, :p. Sorry to disappoint any sickos who may be reading this but Beastie and I had a strictly platonic relationship. Aww she was such a nice little kitty beastie friend.
*sob* *le sigh*
*sob* *le sigh*