rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
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The morning sky is brushed with pastel pink clouds. It is quiet. Everyone is out of town, or sleeping in after a night of dissipation. The exceptions are a few birds, one of them a blue jay who is screeching at the cats, who are the other exceptions. For some reason, every cat in the neighborhood has chosen to walk past my house this morning. Seven cats. If I were superstitious, I'd have to say that was a very good omen. As I am not superstitious, I'll just say it's incredibly cute. I'll probably dream about cats today.
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