Night with a Friend
It was far to cold and far too wet to walk home. Well, it was under the circumstance of a good friend with an extra couch. So I slept at Mari-cats.
After running around the school in our nighties tucked into our socks (so they would not get wet) looking for my memory stick I had left in the library... we sat down for tea and devos with the holy book. It led to a reflection about meat consumption, the practice of eating the dead, and I begin to wonder if I will become a vegitarian.
This led to further reflection that I am turning into the sort of female that I have always feared. One who wears hemp cloths, big circle earings and relatively sophisticated when it comes to isues of global justice. I think I have always feared their confidence. I hope I don't scare away too many little kittens.
Now it is morning and the day begins in full swing. The Ishmael paper is due in sociology. Lots of fun.
1 Comments:
I loved it when we ran through the school with our jammies tucked into our socks! :) And I love it when you sleep over, my darling cat.
We always eat the dead. It would be cruel to eat the living.
I am so glad that you are the female you always feared. :)
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