one of the problems with having insomnia and a black cat is that sometimes when I’m so sleep deprived I start getting black spots in the corners of my vision, I assume they’re the cat and try to call them over
“why don’t you love me anymore??” i beg to the small dark silhouette poking just around the corner.
It says nothing, because it is my backpack and not my cat.
It’s both my backpack AND my cat