Time Spent with the Cat


“I was gratified to be able to answer promptly, and I did. I said I didn’t know.” ~ Mark Twain

“The offer of certainty, the offer of complete security, the offer of an impermeable faith that can’t give way, is an offer of something not worth having. I want to live my life taking the risk all the time that I don’t know anything like enough yet; that I haven’t understood enough; that I can’t know enough; that I’m always hungrily operating on the margins of a potentially great harvest of future knowledge and wisdom. I wouldn’t have it any other way.” ~ Christopher Hitchens

“You know a trillion times more about art than me. But I’ve learned that it isn’t necessary to know all that much. You just make what you wanna see, right? It’s a game, right? It’s like being paid for dreaming.” ~ Tom Robbins

It feels kinda refreshing to not feel compelled or obligated to write more than a brief post this morning. That’s the way it is and I like it. Nothing about the coming day seems too pressing, nor exciting. We can’t forget excitement! But I don’t feel a need for excitement either. Today it’s all a road to bring me back to my cat this evening. That’s something I have been noticing lately: I am cherishing time spent with the cat. She symbolizes home for me, and yet she simply is that as well. We all get tired of being around humans once in a while. That’s me today. But I will go to work and have a good time. And sometimes a dispassionate mood such as this lures out mystery and makes it easier to spot. I think that’s it for today. Yeh, mystery.

Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.



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