Sunday 5:59pm, June eighteenth, 2023.
This morning after the routine of normality I stroll elegantly in the coverings of old pajamas and for once, clean bed hair since I took a shower after a week. Peeking out into the desert of my backyard after glancing over yonder to what appears to be a kitten stuck or literally cozying in a tree. Okay, I positively know, that kitten had no intention of living in a tree but little buddy became arboreal after the first encounter with pacmans fluffy mates, perros. Perhaps I shouldve panicked at sight of the dangers between cats and dogs. However, unexplainably lazy I stepped inside to make myself more presentable before another human to adequatly ask if I can save a kitten who is not arboreal or a primate.
A gate with knobs is remarkably convenient when peek holes can just be covered with the palm of a hand. I knock, hoping im not disturbing anyone with the rucous like a child. The door opens and I silently but politly im invited in, my neighbors kind and so the code operation save kitty thuds at my brain eager to be gratified with young kittys safety. To be a gentleman, my neighbor offers to execute a well not thought out plan of safety for kitty; Then at the exact moment of greet, kitty leaps out of the tree and onto the pavement with excillerance of a puma, young kity became gonzo, no longer needing saving. I respectfully exit the facility of my neighbors home, im demure at times so the feeling of overstay creeps on my neck like a unwelcome being, heaving by my ear like a pest of anxiety.
I scurried on home, removed my attire and sat clothed in pajamas to where I am now, at a desk writing, another day of adolscence.
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