Some people have soft, loving, purr-fest cats. Some people have silent, watchful, cynical cats. My cat is too busy gazing into the horrors of a chaotic and unfeeling cosmos to be either of those.
“All right. Can I get you a drink, or are you ready to order?”
“Is anyone ever ready when their number comes up?”
“Tell me what thy platform is on national security and medicaid!”
“Are we almost done? I have a dreamy, staring-out-the-window session scheduled for 4:37PM. The light just isn’t as golden and nostalgic after that.”
A visitor from the Orient once called it a “piece of Holy Ground.” I submit that it is close to being a wholly beautiful apartment.
Hence the saying: If you know bae and know yourself, your victory will not stand in doubt; if you know Heaven and know Earth, you may make your victory complete.
“My sincere regrets: I won’t be coming to your wedding.”