I drank some wine tonight, my brian are not working properly. It's not out of my control, it's not in a stable condition. I can still write and think and analyse how bad/well it is.
There is a cat which likes sitting at the doorway of the house during the time I go to work. I saw it again this morning on my way to work. I came across the road to pad on it deliberatly. Without reasonable reason, I knew it likes me to and sense it that I won't do any harm on it. This gentle touch with a pet, especially with cats, alway gives me some kind of warm feeling. It like someone understand me and able to sense how I feel in some way. Strange. But I can't explain anymore. Sometimes I perfer to go along with cats more than human beings. I doubt if I belong to this world.
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