morning is the time when the information hits you.
i made myself a book today to make myself feel better
it has colored pages and the cover
is the sleeve from a "classical cats" record that i never did listen to
but i bought the record at a penny sale because i liked the cat in a tux on the cover with the baton and a look of furry bliss on its face. it is a thin journal, 90 pages or so, but as a salve on a bruised ego, it's a pretty fair deal. i bought the record for the cover, i should keep it. it's nothing but a cat drawing to everyone else. to me it is a piece of something i kept nice and looked at when i was sad.
i'm so self serving. i think i'll go make coffee for us to slurp.
