I saw a butterfly today. It suprised me, I haven't seen one in a long time. It was nice to see something blossoming and fluttering along in brooklyn.

I also saw the cat I have been fighting with who lives/meows loudly/ shits on my balcony. As soon as I saw it approach, I went to the sliding gass door to shoo it away. It backed off, but stayed hovering close, as we were in the midst of a virtual showdown. It peered at me with half opened eyes that were constantly changing color in the sun, and I admired its black coat with a small patch of fur missing and... We just couldn't take our eyes off each other.

I think that sometimes god provides us metaphors up close so we can see the things we cannot see. I also am a free wheeling butterfly in brooklyn, a brave cat with quite a few scars looking for someone to care for me. We three, roam free. I wonder what will happen next.