Stubbly web developer. Owned by two cats, and one puppy. Grumpy sweary optimist.
I wrote this perhaps controversial short story this afternoon. Understanding this action is more difficult than I first thought. I don't mean to offend, but to provoke thought.
Umwelt: the world, as it is experienced by an organism. Animals living in the same ecosystem can have entirely different umwelten, depending on their senses and the way they interpret information.
What's the biggest small word. I think it's 'squish'..
Today, the sun is shining. I'm sitting on a pile of books on the windowsill, soaking up the rays into my multicoloured fur. Humans should do more of this.
The smell was subtle but unmistakable. When had it happened. Why. What had she done to push him away. She tossed thoughts around her mind. Broken dreams, transparent promises.
I seem to have this habit of saying stuff without thinking it through. The other day I emailed something really rude to someone.
Someone once said to Voltaire: "Life is hard." Voltaire replied: "Compared to what?".
How am I not alone. Surrounded by bustle. Of anonymous faces. Rushing to be nowhere. How am I not deaf. When the silent cacophony. Slices my leather skin. How can I not miss you. If absent warmth.
But you didn't have to cut me off. Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing. I don't even need your love. But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough.
There's a beginning and an end, and a bunch of stuff happens in the middle. #rubbishquotes.
If it's not out of your control and you can do so something about it, then do it. Otherwise, there's nothing you can do about it anyway. So why worry?.
The first thing he saw was the big red sign. As he strode quietly across the street, the hot asphalt singed his tiny pink paws.
Your eyes shine bright as a full page Flash takeover. A thousand onclick listeners respond to your quietest whisper.