i am good and strange. my apartment smells like cat, cat feet, cat fur, cat piss, cat vomit.

cat purr.

a few weeks ago i said out loud, i want to be self-contained, i am in this good place and i want to stay here, i am not interested in giving away pieces of my heart, i am not interested in having hearts given away to me.

the universe heard me, and it gave a little smirk and made a little plot, and now it is throwing back its head and laughing at the perfect storm it has created.

at times like this, it is good to remember that there is a joker up there. it is good to remember that we can joke too, and that it is just as important to raise our heads up and laugh back.