Lenghty cake day post

So Imgur told me its my Cake Day. Yesterday the other cat who doesn’t care for me jumped onto my lap. She purred. I had to memorize this. Sorry for the selfie.

I don’t have kids and never will. I’ve been too busy with my own trauma, I don’t have enough time to pass it to the next generation.

I do see beauty in life though, I find it worth preserving. I kinda hope a post-apocalyptic situation where people have no other choice than to care for each other.

I started painting. Numbs that eerie sound I guess. I’ve been a musician all my life but music gives me a sort of anxiousness

Still I love music. Its my religion. The only fathonable explanation to excisting.

But most of all I believe in cats (not the musical dear god in whatever heaven)

The way the world is going makes me believe we deserve this. I really try to believe tomorrow will be better. But its HARD.

The next generation and the one after are paying a hard price for our actions and inacting.

We should be looking into whales more. I think they have it figured out.

Cat tax