That’s how this entry starts, a purring cow cat on my shoulder. She likes laying there, when I read after going to bed at night. I don’t mind, there are worse ways to end the day.

Time feels so fluid, passing so quickly sometimes. It seems like just a moment since the previous entry in March. Other times, like this morning, the day drags on forever. I don’t know why, if it was lack of sleep or what, but I felt like crap. Tired, achy… Still, life doesn’t give out sick days, so I gave it my best shot. Tomorrow? I’ll do the same, whatever the circumstances.