Monday, March 7, 2011

Z z z...

On my way home from the guitar store yesterday, there's this fat cat lying down in the middle of the bus stop. It's oblivious to the evening crowd, not caring the least if anyone would trample on it. I managed to pat its belly but it only flicked its stunted tail, a mere indication it's aware of the provocation but was too busy enjoying its slumber. How I wish I could be like that, not giving a hoot in the face of life's perpetual demands.

No comments:

Post a Comment