Today's journal entry (to Minnie, who loves cats):
I wish my tail hadn't dropped off some months ago. I wouldn't have to use a cane sometimes.
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(In response to Meems, a much-valued commenter, I'm translating my handwriting into something readable here:
An event
Lives through a mind
And mind anticipates
Events --a cat
Waits at the back door.
That is balance,
What tails are for.
