Okay.
There’s currently two kittens outside my window, and they won’t. stop. mewling. I can’t get to sleep because they just keep mewling and mewling like they want something from me, which they probably do, even though I’ve never seen them before.
It’s weird.
I wish I could get to sleep but I just can’t, even though I’ll try to… I hope I’m not depriving them of something they really need, like food. I mean, I doubt that I am because they both look healthy but…
IDK.
It’s weird. Tonight I concentrated and concentrated on thinking about what I should do with my life, and then two cats show up out of nowhere, like I’m living with Taylor Swift or something. I mean, the cats even look like Taylor’s cats.
Weird.
Ah well, it probably means nothing.
Back to bed, Tom.