...watching my cat dream. Listening to the heater hum. Cozy behind new curtains, which I hung in the front window.
Joe is sacked out on the back of the couch, beside me. What's going through his little head? His whiskers twitch. His lips move.
There is more I should have done this weekend, and too much to do this week. But this moment, right now, this instant?
Dream, cat! Dream!