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What would the life of a cat be like? It sounds quite nice at times – being able to sleep as much as you want and not to have any responsibilities. Also you can bite people you don’t like! So apart from having to eat cat food and licking yourself clean it could be quite an easy life.
If I had a bigger place, with a garden and a landlord that allowed it, I might get a cat. I am really more of a dog person but having a dog when out so much of the day would be very unfair. I could buy a Tamagotchi – no not really. I remember how annoying they were back in the day and that my mother once cycled into a hedge while trying to feed one.

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When I get home from work my little flat, with the exception of my clutter, does seem so empty sometimes. It is a weird thing to bring up because I am largely an introverted person.
Spending time with a few people is a lovely way to spend a night. A crowed club, like Tokyo at rush hour, is not.
I went to a bar the other day. A rare event for me. It was following my writing group. Three of us went, had some drinks, and talked for a coupe of hours. It was nice.
It was my birthday (17th September) the other day. I invited many people but only two could make it. For the last hour or so it was only two of us. And that was nice. It gave me the opportunity to talk to that other person and get to know them. It was a Sunday night and thus the pub was quiet.

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Why do people go to clubs? I like conversation. To find out about the other person and to talk about anything and everything. Well almost anything as some topics can lead to differences of opinion.
That is something a cat would miss. I wonder how much they do communicate. There is certainly something there given the way cats rub up against each other. Perhaps it is just an act of affection.

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A pet would be great. A dog would not let not let me sleep in. A cat would scratch at the door when they were hungry, a guinea pig might squeak. There are times when I hate the silence.
I believe having a pet would help me feel better about life. Today is an okay day. I feel fine. Having a dog to worry about would be nice.
I was thirty-one at that birthday. I think I need to make some changes. I need to get rid of clutter, I need to travel, I need to figure things out. It is a long and difficult process. I watch a lot of you tube videos about making life changes. It is time to get out of the rut and figure out what needs to change and how. I can’t have a pet. I can travel, improve my fitness, and diet. Perhaps those last two are the best places to start. What about you? What changes do you want to make?
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