Monday, January 4, 2010

Landlocked in Fur

Landlocked in Fur

I was meditating with my cat the other day

and all of a sudden she shouted,

"What happened?"

I knew exactly what she meant, but encouraged

her to say more - feeling that if she got it all out on the table

she would sleep better that night.

So I responded, "Tell me more, dear,"

and she soulfully meowed,

"Well, I was mingled with the sky. I was comets

whizzing here and there. I was suns in heat, hell - I was

galaxies. But now look - I am

landlocked in fur."

To this I said, "I know exactly what

you mean."

What to say about conversation




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