Too much

As I write this, I realised that "too much" is not an accurate description of life at present. 

Kitten, kitten, old cat, gone cat. 

Four thousand dollars for gone cat care. 

(Another lost one added to my list)

Gran, my Gran; evil strokes, Alzheimer's, hospice.

Sofa city, kitten patrol, ouch ouch ouch.

Consolation, motivation, rah rah you!

Exhaustipation, nightmare visions, fatigue, meds, boo.

I need. 

Part of my heart will forever be broken; I'm running out of tape.