Thursday, February 11, 2010

smelly caaat, smell-lly caaat...

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funny...looks like 'swords' over and over again, if you don't look closely. Appropriate? I dunno..
I have a cat, appropriately named Mojo, sprawled halfway across my lap and halfway across the sofa cushion next to me..trying desperately to maneuver his head under one of both of my hands while I type. Occasionally he resorts to just trying to grab one. He would like to be ON my laptop, but I tend to frown on that. He IS love...
I have become the single person whose main physical contact on a daily basis is with their pet...a pet I didn't even seek out. He found me, for some strange reason. Does this mean I need him? I must...
At least he loves me, and I've learned to love him..grudgingly, as he's predominantly been a maniacal pain in the ass since he appeared in early August. *sigh* I'll never have a dog...just a goofy, adorable, ingenius, insane, slurping, smelly cat. Oh well...at least he's smart..smarter than most people I have to interact with.
Haphazard...seems to be my life's theme. At least it's never dull. ;)
I don't believe in random, though..I think everything happens for a reason, because I've seen it. Even awful things..when they seem like the worst thing that could happen, it's for a reason...you just don't always see it when it happens...sometimes you never do. I know that what seemed to be some of the most horrible and impossible to endure events of my life were actually fortunate. I survived just fine, learned from it all, and realize fully that I am better off now (despite my whole being alone with a cat thing). I just wish I could also know what the point has been..that I could see the final outcome of it all. But..I guess I wouldn't understand it if I did..out of context and all. I think I already have seen snapshots, in dreams. I still dream things that happen...sometimes literally, sometimes symbolically.
I wonder which ones are real?
Maybe Mojo knows.
I'll ask him the next time he runs across my laptop and I to get to the loveseat. He's very subtle.
Like life.