InsaneJournal

So I find myself in a new room now. One place one moment then new place the next. Not that I have complaints. New room seems much better than old place. I am tired of being kept in a cage and controlled.

I went outside for a walk and the smell is interesting. Like coffee grounds. The trash cans are overflowing with food which seems like waste. People sometimes clean up after their dogs and sometimes do not. Now I will figure out what to do here. Maybe try a coffee that has iced cubes in it, but I will not let them take me back.