colors are bright and knife-sharp out my window, the sun has come to burn holes in our eyes, but OH I'M TOO SMART FOR YOU, MISTER SUN i'm curled up in my corner of life, shades drawn waiting for something softer
i'm keeping my mind and food far apart to avoid vomiting. thank god there are so many other things to focus on. today is my last day here: notre dame cathedral, shakespeare and co bookshop, vivaldi performance.
passersby look through my face to whats behind it and they see that i'm a strange cat so i bare my teeth in a big panther smile.