
Lady, you're a Leo, right?
The closet thing I have to a child is my cat. Noisy, beautiful, vicious and bad-tempered, he’s perfect for me. I don’t know his birthday, but I suspect he’s strongly Martian like me. When I came home today, my mom (who’s visiting) said, “Oh, look, he’s so happy to see you.” And indeed I could see him peeing at me from my husband’s study. But I know Cat, that wasn’t love; he just wanted me to open my room so he could hang out in my balcony.
He’s a chatty cat. And if I say something to him, he responds. We can do this for a long time. (more…)
Ultimately, it’s really simple, isn’t it? To snag happiness? Someone to love, something to do. Someone who loves us, some goal to strive for. And then when the sun has dipped below the horizon, to be able to rest.
