Hi, it’s me. Mojo. The captain.
People think couches are just for sitting. Wrong. Couches are ships. And Mom and I? We’re the crew. Sometimes we’re sailing smooth seas — snacks, Netflix, soft blankets. Sometimes it’s stormy — pain, pills, tears. But either way, we don’t leave the ship.
Mom curls up in one corner with her pillow, and I curl up right against her. That’s my post. My job. Keep watch. Make sure she’s not alone. When she gets up, I follow. When she comes back, I’m already there, ready to board again.
We’ve weathered so many nights on this ship. I’ve watched her cry into the cushions, laugh at dumb shows, fall asleep mid-sentence. I’ve been the first mate for it all. And no matter how sick she feels, no matter how heavy the mess gets, we always find our way back here together.
So yeah. We’re Couch Captains. And the world outside might be falling apart, but on our little ship, there’s love, there’s warmth, and there’s us.
🐾 — Captain Mojo
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