sometimes as i’m about to open the back door to go dump the trash or garage, one of the kitties may rush out as if they were escaping to freedom. then as he sink into the pillowy white fluff called snow that he realize its friggin’ cold out here. so he makes a quick u-turn dash back inside before the door shuts. if only he knew, how good he has it now. its a different story if the weather was nice. current temp. 11˚

listening: a promise – echo and the bunnymen


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