Best Part

The best part about today? Coming home from the coffeeshop to a anxiously waiting cat and then laying on the bed, with him standing on my chest petting and scratching him as he purred like a diesel engine – all the while Heart’s ‘Alone’ playing in my iPod.

Published by <span class='p-author h-card'>Andy</span>

Gay Hoosier Taurus INFJ ex-playwright pianist gymbunny published author in San Francisco.

4 replies on “Best Part

  1. Sweet God. You got massacred. That’s why I trim my little MF’s nails ever four days or so. Hope you’re feeling better.

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