We’re getting a cat today. Together. You & I. & as much as he is the most beautiful thing on the planet and I can’t wait to take him home, he is going to be OURS.
When did we start living together? When did I stop going home? When did we decide we were going to find our own place? Has it really only been 9 months since we started seeing each other? It hasn’t even been a year.
We’re moving fast. & I guess it’s working because we get along great together, and we make each other happy…but a cat. A cat! Who will get the cat if we break up? This is like a pseudo child. We will have to feed it and take care of it and give it love…together. It’s us now.
I’m getting light headed.