cagejam (cagejam) wrote,

I dreamt of my cats last night. Something about people leaving my doors open and having to keep them caged. But every time I went to check on them they’d broken the door (cute) and escaped to come find me. My best friends.

I would do anything for them. We read each other’s Minds. They receive me on a level that nothing and no one else in the world has ever. I talk to them for hours.

My favorite word is ‘wildlife’ but I think my next favorite is ‘dreamt’

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