stray cat blues

Now that the rain has returned to my habitat and likely intends to make itself comfortable... I've found that nothing makes me happier than curling up under heavy blankets or partaking in ample bathtub downtime. I've been spending spare hours scouring thrift stores, learning to knit and purl, and am thoroughly enjoying One Hundred Years of Solitude. I daydream about Paris this time next year, and mentally grind away at how to realize the reverie.