Purring weekend
We got a she-kitten. It's cute with enormous blue eyes (like most kittens), brown stripes all over the body, and a tiny tail. I am relatively calm about the animal, but I can't deny something empathetic awakes within myself. I do know this is a cognitive error and oversimplification, but kittens feel pure, unlike humans. Animals can't hide their intentions, whether they're good or bad. Dogs roar before attempting to bite, they don't smile before stabbing, do they?
I started journaling on paper again, it feels okay for the moment. I found peace with the thought people from the past are pretty much fine without me, so I decided to stop waiting away my life for them. I'd better spend my efforts on making my tomorrow better.