Shannon messaged me just now to tell me he'd gone out to get a book from his car. He'd left his car window open for the night and when he opened the door....BOOM! A cat. The poor puss must've wanted some place warm to sleep and decided to slip in through the window. Apparently the cat freaked out a bit, upon being discovered, and then eventually bolted out the door. Oh cats. You floor me.
It's these stupid, small, everyday life things that I think will mean the most to me later. I mean, of course, when I look back on my life I will remember all the big ticket items, but I think it's the small things that make up all the substance.
A Townsville sunset during one of my walks near the river |