Today, I am staring at platinum grey clouds drifting past a dove grey sky. The tree leaves are permanently inverted, bottom up, from the wind. The ground here says, “enough.” It slumps in defeat as rivulets of water expand into torrents, moving sludge and gardens to new locations. My fat cat is as restless as a housebound child, a bundle of unspent energy. He begs for release from his capture, but when given an opened door, realizes within a few steps that kitty paws and rain do not mix.


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