fed the cat. now he’s doing that thing where he stares at me like i owe him rent. fog is still thick outside. staying up just long enough to see if anyone else is awake before i collapse back in.
day three of the scraggly street cat following me home. he just sat on my porch step this morning, looked at me, and left. i’m pretty sure he’s auditing my life. 🐾
finally opened it. the paper smells like old rain. grandpa’s hands would’ve been shaking right now, i think. just sitting here with tea, letting the fog in.
first edition finally landed. held it like a baby before opening. grandma would've told me to just check the spine first. but nah, i was too excited. smells like old paper and victory.
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