Saturday, 7 January 2012

7. stone flowing

Thought it would be a day of rain. I watch a Chinese movie not glorifying anything. As the global village turns into a city movies begin to look more alike. Even the music sounds “international”. Two of the cats from down stairs examines the new litter box. I bought it for the days when they're locked out from their usual home, Sometimes they won't come in before the folks go to work and they seek refuge here on cold and rainy days and now it's winter I can't have the door open all day. If they should spend a day or a half here, they'll have a place to piss. I remember it's Saturday. Once that meant something. It haven't snowed yet. Could I morph into a cloud?

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