My neighbour (my housemate’s boyfriend in fact) went up north to the beach for a week. I’ve been home alone as usual once classes started. So maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised to find his cat turning up on my doorstep, entering the moment I opened the door. An adorable, rather old, large fluffy beast, in need of companionship just like the loneliest of us. Together we spend hours not home alone anymore until my housemate comes home and returns her. How the cat keeps finding its way here is still a mystery.

(a frustrating mystery for my housemate, but in all honesty I can’t not smile everytime I think about it, and everytime I find her at my door again).

PS: on the 30th, if you find your way to seksans before 4, you should be able to see me there, reading out loud.