I’ve learned to embrace uncertainty. My

I’ve learned to embrace uncertainty. My path has changed and likely will continue to. The truth is I know almost nothing about almost everything. I suspect that’s the case for

cats. Why can't they just move through the outside door? Didn't you want to go out? What do they WANT?

"We wish to serve the dark lord." a voice said. I turned around to see my cat, talking. "Yes, you foul man. I am talking. the dark lord granted me this ability."

"And in return, the Dark Lord has asked me to kill you and use you as a sacrifice," my cat said. I was horrified, but I ran into the kitchen to get a knife. In my haste, I accid

entally stubbed my toe and doubled over in pain. I could hear my cat cackling and creeping up behind me, no doubt ready to tie me up for the Dark Lord. If I had known his intention

was to exchange my life for his with the Dark Lord, I would have kept him in his cage today. But, who would have thought it? Betrayed by a cat!! I'll be a laughing stock if I come

into contact with beings capable of laughter ever again. But I think my new life with the Dark Lord will be devoid of laughter and merriment. It will be darkness and misery for

the rest of my mortality--and yet, I think I will enjoy it. I enjoy misery, and wallowing in it. I'd say that that is really the essence of who I am. Whether the Dark Lord will be

There or not I chant "number nine, number nine, number nine," as I walk down the Boulevard de La Madeleine. My watch went on the blink and it's Sunday night. I feel too

tired to be chanting the lyrics of John Lennon in Paris, I thought. I decided to sleep in the city park. I wished I wasn't homeless. I wished I was happy. I wished you were here.