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Saturday, December 21, 2024

Cats (#3)

Cats

Spirited creatures furred from head to toe. Soft skin-like finger pads that traverse the house. Their claws sharpened in their most natural state. They yearn for food and adventure. They don't bow to anyone yet demand for food. They are loved by some and hated by others. I think they're quite swell. The way their large, beady eyes draw the attention to them. Tis not the whiskers nor the nose, but the windows to the soul that draw the most attention. They were made for attention and attention was made for them. They are the stars of the show. The Cats.


Saturday, December 14, 2024

Writing Thingy #2

 The wonder for the coming summer amidst the halfway winter


The heat is oppressive this year. I can see the air making wavy lines outside my window. My sweat forces the clothes I'm wearing to suppress my being and its contents into what feels like drowning in a box of hot water. It feels disgusting, yet the opposite feeling is lacking this winter. There is no cold to dress up for nor is there snow to anticipate. Now with the stresses of school, I almost yearn to visit the pool and experience the oppressive summer heat for a few months with no classes for a few months. I want to eat popsicles and play volleyball at the park for fun. I wish to read a few murakami books, his books always remind me of the spring and summer. I want this summer to feel like a dream almost, whether it actually is or not. The bugs will not be something I'll miss. I hate winged-bugs, 6 legged bugs, bugs with wings, green bugs, bugs with spots, small bugs, big bugs, all kinds of bugs. I don't know why they choose to torment me especially in summer. I know most of them are good at heart, yet they elicit fear in my very being. I almost feel sorry for them. I feel sorry that the human race despises them so much when most of them don't do much wrong. They're simply trying to exist in this cluttered world. Why do humans have to hate them so much? As I yearn for the distant summer, I hope that bugs are doing okay amidst the hatred from the humans that exist on this earth, even if I might be one myself. I hope that the gazing sun will give them warmth and happiness despite their lifespans. I hope that this summer will last a lifespan. 


Thank you for reading my goofy little thingy here. None of my writing on this blog is meant to make up for a full-on journal, I just plan to write whatever I'm thinking about while still trying to retain some kind of personality and main idea overall. Well, I guess that is what a journal is isn't it. However, although I wouldn't consider my writings here complete journal entries, I think they do encapsulate at least a small piece of me in every one :>. I hope that I can keep up with writing as it is one of my passions and that's why I started writing for this blog. I thought I would end up being more consistent with writing, and I can at least have something to feel proud of. I do still plan to make media type posts as well as possibly some kind of photo album or vlog in the future. Those will still be on my mind. Thank you once again if you are reading this <3