2005-01-21 - 10:16 p.m.

I think I've adopted a cat. I hate cats. Well, I guess that's not entirely true, but I like to think that I hate cats. For most of my life I've been a dog kinda guy, but, well, I think times have changed a bit. Or maybe I've changed. Dogs were always comforting because they don't require much. Feed them. Walk them. Kick them. It doesn't matter because in the end they're still going to crave their master's attention. And that's probably why I liked them so much. I wanted to be the master. I wanted another life to be completely dependant on me. Maybe that's what has changed. The desire to dominate has subsided. What it has been replaced by is a genuine desire to simply enjoy others. Not to change or control them. Not to make them need me. I just want to experience others as they are. Like this damn cat. It was out on the balcony with me a little earlier and when it was done doing whatever it was doing up there it jumped up on the railing, leapt down the fifteen or so feet off the balcony, let out a satisfying meow and walked away with its tail swishing in the cold night air. Too cool.

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