#narrativefoxes

feeling ambivalent about choosing to break-up, in 14 foxes:

this fox drank an entire bottle of wine, curled up on the floor, and sobbed for several hours last night. it still doesn’t know why.

this fox dreads losing it’s sense of self after the abrupt withdrawal of its ability to harmonize with another self.

this fox watches the hours pass in a haze of boredom and meaninglessness.

this fox wonders how many of its personal boundaries it would need to violate, in order to achieve sufficiently high levels of communication.

this fox allocated itself precisely three self-pitying pieces of Facebook commentary.

this fox would just like to pretend this never happened, and go on a date with its ex. or maybe have a hug.

this fox is trying to fill its free time with hobbies. it regrets it has no one to share the results with.

this fox feels both fear and a strange sense of liberation.

this fox meditates about what went wrong in order to justify its decision.

this fox may have begun to sniffle when holding a stuffed animal it was given by its ex, but won’t admit it.

this fox wonders why all of the emotions are happening now, for fuck’s sake.

this fox wonders if it would be fair or wise to ask to get back together.

this fox engaged in several small acts of kindness yesterday, in a mood of surreal sentimentality.