this morning #818.

this morning, headed west along route 30, i came up quick on a slow-moving pack of cars. directly in front of me, there was a black SUV with a license plate that seemed specifically made to mock me. “CATLOVR.” AWESOMESAUCE. i mean, cats are fine & all. personally, i’m a DOGLOVR. picking a favorite pet species wasn’t the issue though. what got to me was the way that, as of late, cats had been ruining my life. i couldn’t direct my anger at these felines but after being dumped two straight times by women who’d chosen their cats over me, i had this specific chip on my shoulder. the sooner that i could get past CATLOVR & move on down the road, the better.