07.07.06 - 7:22 p.m.

The kitten is gazing at me lovingly, and I can only think that I don't deserve it. We mostly keep him here because he's really soft. He's a conversation topic, a sideshow, and will never leave us. There's a hope that he'll learn to detect when we're sad, and try to cheer us up. Most importantly, though, I think we use him and the superlative upbringing he's getting to feel like we're better people. Sometimes he'll draw diagrams of all the planets of the universe orbiting around my hands and their soft touch, and I'll just sit beside him and watch.

Last night it looked like the power lines were transparent tubes of runny moonlight, and it made me realize I've been too sad to notice these things lately. I drank a drink and was pretty quiet. I wonder if I should go to a movie by myself tonight.

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i whisper hello to everything