i should just shake it off and play with j. sorry mister i say i'm kinda busy. yeah? with what? he shakes his jowls and goobers my screen, then rubs his scent along the corner. right, what am i doing? feeling rainy day sad, what else, feeling a private pandemic despair. thinking too often there is no solution, but there are temporary fixes. but to what really is wrong at the center of the human dilemma, which is how i inescapably view the human paradigm, i feel there is no solution. so ok, why not play? because i collapse inside. inside and out. there is rescue daily they say. that's what i say says j. ok honey boy, let's play. after a cookie. 
i thought he wanted attention but he just wanted to eat.