A karate lesson is just about enough time to make a drawing in my notebook.
Aubrey gave me a new notebook for my birthday in December. It has the same brown textured paper I like, but no lines. Which means I tend to draw more and write less. Not a terrible thing.
Soosi makes me think of time travel. I could blame poppets. I wonder sometimes, if maybe there are really only about a thousand cats in the world at any given time. When your cat is out of sight, maybe she is actually somewhere/when else.
After all, in a manner of speaking, out of sight is out of existence.
Another evening of tired. Possibly a day off is in the near future. I dream of a day of reading on the sofa. It could happen.
wishing you a good night.