Books. And Cats

One more cat he brought home this morning, which he took from his friends place. Happily he came to tell me while I was reading in my room. "See, I have one more cat!"

As happy as he sounds, I can imagine the excitement inside him. How he looks so cheerful and full of energy every time he talks about his cats.

Oh God! I can't help but just let him be. I can't share his hobby because I don't know how to take care of pets. I don't like pets. Never ever. Period.

I like books. I love reading. And songs. And solitude. I love my loneliness.

See the difference?

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