Monday, March 7, 2011


I am frozen. All I think is "cats" and "coffee" because neither go together but they float around simultaneously. Their relationship is platonic in my mind and I think I like it like that. Sleep threatens to take me under but I hold my breath for awhile and the feeling passes like a searchlight in the night sky. I am safe and small under my tarpaulin of cats and coffee and I think right here is where I'll stay. For now. But I'll stay.