this morning #871.

this morning, after last night’s latest spat with loneliness, i was now on my way to the SPCA to start my journey toward cat companionship. the time’s come to address the emptiness that is my apartment, a sad space graced by my presence & mine alone. it hadn’t seen a visitor in years. it wasn’t as if i didn’t have friends or family, folks i could host. my therapist said keeping them away was due to my desire for complete control over my environment. just me & my stuff. a cat would be the first step toward changing that. i’m not naïve. i know. cats are chaotic by nature. humans are too though. they’re also judging you. if a cat’s judging you, they won’t say a damn thing about it. i can live with that.