And so I shall be going back home in 15 days, give or take a night or two.
Allthough 50 hours worth of flight don't provoke me to instant cheer I miss my home and family, and I miss my cats and my friends and I will at least for a while be quite happy to be back. Of course I am already trying to have a plan as to where will I go next, I have a paralysing fear of stability. I need to be getting away, always to leave. Sounds good but it's rather conflictive and it also alienates me from my loved ones, and as much as I need to get away from my life I need to feel loved, both currents tearing me appart I forever miss half of my heart.

Now that I have bemused everyone with my rant, I'll move to more practical issues, I have a kitten that I found out in the rain a month and a half ago, I have given him medicines and fed him and got him toys and a huge Totoro plush he likes to sleep in.
I love him to bits
Still customs requires 3 months of quarantine for a cat to be passed through which means I cannot take him with me
If you, or anyone you know happens to live in Beijing and can be a decent and loving
cat owner, please let me know and I'll be happy to meet you.
He's a sweet and extremely playful, black, long haired monster


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