my mirrored room, my secret life
it’s lonely here,
there’s no one left to torture."
But mostly it seems like there are days that someone else wrote it, I was their last victim.
I have ideas, thoughts, hopes and dreams.
Like most of us do.
Some of mine are fantasy, moving to London to live near friends
Having a home in the US and a second home in Buenos Aires, Winning a Lottery..
If I won the Lottery, all the other wishes would come true too!
The cats could even have their own plane that I will fly on too.
Today my hopes are simple.
1- My daughter feels well after she gets home from hospital.
2-My dear sweet old cat Merlin starts feeling well, better, stronger again ... I cannot bear the thought of him not being here with me, my head will explode if I think about it.
3-I hope there are no more Tornado Alerts.
Yes, you heard me ... who else do you know, said that today?
Or last night ?
Or EVER ???
Yes, there were storms elsewhere and people died. I am so very very sorry for the loss of lives and homes ... it makes no sense. This day and age and a tornado comes along and wipes out a town, family ... it just makes no sense.
it is chilly out, I am wearing a sweater, in the house ! the cats are sleeping on warm blankets and one old man is huddled in his igloo under the bed with blankets.
I think we all need to pack up and move.
Yeah ... it is that time of year again .. Candice wants to move.
Come on Cats ! start packing, Mama wants to find a new nest.
Alerts ... Be Alert ... The world needs more lerts.