I have never known a cat that couldn't quiet me down just by walking slowly past my chair.
The journey back is always longer than the forward run.
Cats have it all - admiration, an endless sleep, and company only when they want it.
and if the world breaks down, I'll be around.
No map to help us find the tranquil flat lands, clearings calm, fields without mean fences. Rolling down the other side of life our compass is the sureness of ourselves. Time may make us rugged, ragged round the edges, but know and understand that love is still the safest place to land.
We come into the world alone. We go away the same. We're meant to spend the interlude between in closeness or so we tell ourselves. But it's a long way from the morning to the evening.