My parents’ cat however, misleads me all the time. She looks super cute, but it is really a devil in disguise. If you stroke her, she will bite you really hard. Yet, every time I see her I have the urge to stroke her, and she has bitten me quite a few times. My parents spoil her enormously, especially my dad.
A day in the life of Tibby.
Seeking the heat of the computer, or maybe just stealing the computer?!
Playing with a toy mouse
Basking in the sun
Stealing milk!
Licking away the evidence
The reason I’m writing this is just that most of the day I’m amazed by what people do for a living; how they are chasing from place A to place B without wondering what it’s all for. Does it make them happy? Or are they doing it because they have to? How many people would quit their jobs if they received money for free? As you can see, I’m clearly not happy participating in the ‘ratrace’, and I’m really searching for the answer on the question ‘what would fit me?’ What kind of job? Where do I want to go in life? It frustrates me that there are no clearcut answers to these questions, you have to live life in order to find it out. My stupid brain never stops crunching, and thoughts flow on and on. Quite annoying sometimes!
