My Cat

It’s been 5 years later but I still write “I miss my cat”

It would be the 500th entry and I would end the same paragraph

“I miss my cat”

I had been separated from my cat when I moved to the city

I had no money and no space for pets

I often laid down and wondered what the meaning of life was

If I couldn’t take care of a small cat

Time passes slowly

Another day I write “I miss my cat”

I’m nowhere closer to having a pet due to limited resources

I often wonder if I made much progress in my life

I have dreams of hundreds of cats running towards me

I spend my mornings looking at hundreds of cat photos

I begin to start my entries “I miss my cat”

It’s been five years