It's warm and I like the idea of sleeping...but the protesting rumble in my stomach plead my greatest attention.
My nose started twiching. Hemmm...I can smell something tasty in the air...tuna and sardine...yummy.
The world has always seem big to me, much bigger when I'm smaller but I can catch the essence of it through the whiff of smells here and there.
Right now the smell of the salty delicacy lure my padded footsteps to a door.
There they are my precious tit bits lying on the floor.
My nose started twiching again.
It can smell familiarity.
This place is famliliar.
I have seen this door many times before.
The door opens and a gentle hand came down to stroke my head. Purrrrrr...that feels nice..do it again...Purrrrr.
Suddenly, the air slightly change. The changes is hardly traceable but for a creature like me this particular change trigger my senses the most.
The air turn acrid and sour.
The smell of loneliness.
It vibrated from this person combined with a mixture of sweet gratitude and minty peace. But the acrid smell overpower both scents. I sincerely hope I can wash that smell away but little I can do.
So I stay.
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