This evening, a cat was sitting on a wall, quietly eyeing me. The moment I noticed, it ran away, but later in daylight I saw a strange light in its eyes. I don’t usually like blue eyes, yet that cat looked strangely cute — and meaningful.
Yesterday, I lost my goat — a financial loss and an emotional one too. For the last four years, my life has been filled with losses, pain, and a long struggle for justice in court. Every door feels closed, every hope feels delayed, and every day feels heavier than the last.
My life hasn’t been good. It’s been survival, not living.
But strangely, this was the first time in my life a cat appeared like that — sitting, watching, silently crossing my path. Maybe it meant nothing. Or maybe it was a small reminder that even in darkness, life still notices us. Even in pain, something gentle still shows up.
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