Tuesday April 2, 2024 | Journal prompt: What make-believe did you revel in when you were little?

When I was three I had a make-believe that I was living in a yellow house, and had a yellow porche and a white cat.  Well I already had a white cat.  The cat was part mancs because he had no tail. He was born without a tail.  A friend of my dad's who he worked with Ted Sharp his two kids Robert and John and his wife Sherry(then back in the 80's gave me the kitten.)  The kitten was cute.  Then he grew into a cat who got into cat fights.  Then snowball (i named him snowball) broke his leg and he had to stay in a rabbit cage which was funny because he hopped like a rabbit. I guess in a way I had a rabbit like cat.   

The yellow house? Well, that is just too bright and yellow porche maybe but I can't drive due to the medications, Oxcarbasepine I'm on.  It is a mood stabilizer but I am not sure that it is working anymore because I got into anger fit when I was carrying dishes down to the kitchen to be washed in the dishwasher. Well I had my sunflower plate in my hand and my pizza tray under it. My thumb just couldn't take anymore. It was hurting and my plate slipped out of my hands and onto the floor. I got so angry at it that it slipped out of my hands.   What about afterwards, that I slipped on the floor on all of that and that made me even more angrier.