The breeze is just cold enough to chill my skin. The only thing keeping me warm is my cat in the lap, and a box of old letters. You can tell it's one of those days by the music I've been playing.

Little zepplin.... little floyd..... little radiohead

I am surprised Gizmo can sleep this well with "stairway to heaven" cranked up.

It's funny when I'm with this feline. I don't know if I feel less lonely because I have him. Or more so cause I'm spending so much time with him.