Well well....what was that line about being the king of endless space were it not that I have bad dreams? well the bad dreams are due to an excessively soft bed. Pillows are the answer. Pillows are always the answer.
Cats make sleeping difficult. I suffer from catlap upon sitting down anywhere in the house, and when I lie down I have one in front of me and one behind me so I can't move. Well I could move were it not that they weave their magick which makes me loath to disturb their furry little arses.
Lazy bums. I want their lives. Sleep in the sunshine, eat something, climb the cat condo, sleep some more, eat some more, get coo'd over and petted by some huge human or better yet, brushed, then turn in for some well-earned sleep.
When (if I am stupid enough) I come back to this planet, I am coming back as either a cat in a nice house or a 6 foot tall male. Being a short female sucks.
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We're all running, upgrading, tweaking, buying, consuming, ravening through life, for what? I'm smelling the roses. As a matter of fact, I'm watching them grow.
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