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brightrosefoxIn an attempt to cheer myself up, I will talk about the new friend I made this morning.
Every work day, I leave the house just after seven, to catch the bus down by the main road. I usually walk past the neighboring townhouses, which all have high wood fences. This morning, as I walked past the last two, I glanced up and saw a tiny gray kitten with golden eyes walking along the outer perimeter of one of the fences. My gods, he was beautiful. Dark smoke gray, eyes like liquid amber whiskey with darker gold in the middle. I immediately stopped, held out my hand, and began cooing and sweet-talking. The neighbor in the house next to that fence, Michelle, said that he had been recently adopted; she didn't know his name. He was the friendliest, most outgoing kitten I've met so far, evidenced by how he was purring happily and rubbing his head enthusiastically against my hand. I wanted to just pick him up and cuddle him. I wish I had a camera. What a sweet little baby.
I have decided that I am not going to think about politics anymore for a while, until I calm down. It's still hard to breathe. I will say that I still have faith, in my heart, no matter what anyone tells me, and that maybe one day things will get better. I just really don't like arguments and shit-slinging. Literally makes my lungs close up. So, no more for today.
Think about kittens.
Cute kittens.
Sweet kittens.
Kittens!
Also, it's hot as bloody hell out there. Where's my rain?
Every work day, I leave the house just after seven, to catch the bus down by the main road. I usually walk past the neighboring townhouses, which all have high wood fences. This morning, as I walked past the last two, I glanced up and saw a tiny gray kitten with golden eyes walking along the outer perimeter of one of the fences. My gods, he was beautiful. Dark smoke gray, eyes like liquid amber whiskey with darker gold in the middle. I immediately stopped, held out my hand, and began cooing and sweet-talking. The neighbor in the house next to that fence, Michelle, said that he had been recently adopted; she didn't know his name. He was the friendliest, most outgoing kitten I've met so far, evidenced by how he was purring happily and rubbing his head enthusiastically against my hand. I wanted to just pick him up and cuddle him. I wish I had a camera. What a sweet little baby.
I have decided that I am not going to think about politics anymore for a while, until I calm down. It's still hard to breathe. I will say that I still have faith, in my heart, no matter what anyone tells me, and that maybe one day things will get better. I just really don't like arguments and shit-slinging. Literally makes my lungs close up. So, no more for today.
Think about kittens.
Cute kittens.
Sweet kittens.
Kittens!
Also, it's hot as bloody hell out there. Where's my rain?
