I always go to the bus stop to reach the campus. On the way, I always pass by a cat at the intersection of alley. The same cat every single day when I go to campus in the morning and come back in the afternoon or sometimes in the night. It is often to see this cat rather than to see my mother though. No pun intended.
Anyway, there are a lot of cats around here. Their fur is soft and they tend to be fat cats because my neighbors always provide them with milk and pet foods. I wonder how we treat our cats in Indonesia back then. Most of us give the bones of fish or chicken. The cats are too skinny to live. How poor they are.
By the way, I have a dream to establish cat cafe like in Japanese.
From the window you see the stars detached.
One by one.
Repeatedly saying farewell.
Sometimes you think,
It is easy to love everyone
rather than to forget a person.
If there is someone already touched the core of your heart.
They who come later
only touch possibility .