In med school, I took an elective called "Stress". foolishly thinking i was going to learn about meditation and yoga. Instead the professor spent 12 weeks proving that being poor or a minority literally destroys your health on a molecular level, and I think about that every day.
Best part of the day is when my cat follows me to bed, army crawls under the covers until she’s right next to my face, i ask “do you want some pillow?” and move over so she can have some pillow. biggest reason i choose to stay alive tbh
Cats are hilarious. They'll act like they can't hear a word you're saying, all while those little ears are angled directly at you. Nice try. Stop ignoring me, you menace.
"Cats don't actually love you"
A cat is a small creature in the middle of the food chain that is fully aware that you are a very large thing that could stomp its head in at any moment and yet it chooses to rest its tiny little head on your leg for a nap and spreads out on the floor near you exposing its belly and its most sensitive organs. It brings dead mice and bugs to you to share food.
Don't you get it? This tiny thing trusts you. It wants to help you too. It licks your leg thinking that it's helping. It kneads on you to find comfort. It shares its body warmth with you in the cold and gives you your space in the heat. It hisses at other mammals it sees outside including other cats in an effort to protect its family.
Cats love you so so much. But they will keep trying to eat plastic.