King Of The Jungle

The numerous times this cat has sensed my despair and cuddled with me, the numerous times it chewed my hand without a moment’s warning, and the countless nights he had turned into a one-cat circus just as we’ve come close to the depths of sleep. Whatever he dreams he finds.

Direction

More often than not the answers we seek are so laughably simple but difficult to accept. So instead of confrontation, we seek further, delve deeper then wonder why we’re so lost.