i’ve been sitting here for a while staring at nothing, wondering why it’s so hard to put words down these days. i used to blog all the time, which makes me wonder why i had so much to say about so many strange things. i haven’t gone back to read my old blogs in a while now, scared, i think, to find out the things i used to think/say/do.
keep having to remind myself to breathe because it feels like i’ve forgotten how to in the span of the last hour or so.
i thought i needed to write but maybe i just need to sleep.
Housecat meets bobcat
“why are you trapped in there, tiny orange bobcat”
omg the kitty knocking on the window
ive seen this a few times and it’s just the most adorable thing in the universe so i must reblog in case anyone has missed it
the bobcat is like ‘these tiny fucking humans are not giving up today are they? oh well imma show my face and get done with it… ok here it goe—WHOA MAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT THERE THE TINY HUMANS COULD GET YA ARE THEY SOMEWHERE AROUND!!’