Nothing special to write about these days. How I hate routine. How I wish i could understand kitty talk. Bagheera right now is staring at me in the face and miaowing hard. I have no idea why. He wasn't too well today, had some stomach upset poor thing. The Ding and Dong family are still not accepting him, and it's been two weeks already, they just hiss at him all the time, he then decides to give them the run of their life by going after them. Cat fights, now I know why they are called that way. Not pretty.
Tomorrow it's the end of week, that's something to cheer myself up. I know, I know I should get a life. But since I'm still working on it, I'm content with how the days of the year change. I realise I am still learning to be lonely. I say that, but I like it, honestly. Nobody to interfere with whatever you want to do. But I keep waiting for life to start, then I realise it's already started and I haven't a clue. I want a major change in my life, but I know deep down that wanting is not a good enough excuse to start suddenly changing things which I am not ready for. The psyche... mine seems to have gone on holiday.
Tomorrow it's the end of week, that's something to cheer myself up. I know, I know I should get a life. But since I'm still working on it, I'm content with how the days of the year change. I realise I am still learning to be lonely. I say that, but I like it, honestly. Nobody to interfere with whatever you want to do. But I keep waiting for life to start, then I realise it's already started and I haven't a clue. I want a major change in my life, but I know deep down that wanting is not a good enough excuse to start suddenly changing things which I am not ready for. The psyche... mine seems to have gone on holiday.
