Came home, had a nice dinner, decompressed from the day… re-read my sonnet and still liked it… stuck a handful of small squares on the wall and they’re ok but i just don’t have enough of a direction to go in yet… and then I threw a little catnip party for the cats.
They often just roll around and inhale until one or another of them gets pushy and then they all go sleep it off. Tonight they’ve moved part of the party into the hallway and this has caused there to be the occasional flying cat – one flies up onto the bed and somehow, incredibly flies right back off into the hallway. It seems like one fluid motion but that has to be contrary to the laws of conservation of energy and the laws of motion and all those hard core physics things.
I mean I know cats are somehow beyond the laws of nature but still.
Anyway, a little research, a little reading, a little wine to take the edge off quite the day and then to sleep for me!
