February 7, 2026
A day that turned out very different from what I expected when I woke, spent time re-arranging wanted and clearing out unwanted objects. Panicked because I couldn’t find Titus’ little box of ashes. Found it finally, put it in the cat shrine with remains and relicts of his sisters and brothers. Theseus and Conrad and Jocasta sleep on the hill across the street, where I cannot reach them, but where I remember them. Found old cat toys. Wept bitterly. Something about the feng shui of the house stands immensely improved.
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