Impractical Cats

Could there be an hourglass in which time runs in the opposite direction?

  • 29th October
    2011
  • 29

“I’m so lonely,” she said. “I do everything alone. I come home, the house is dark—none of the lights are on. I open the front door and there’s no one there to greet me. I eat alone, I watch the same movies over and over, and then I go to bed.”

“I hate being in one room,” she continued. “The silence is unbearable. The walls suffocate me.” 

  • 31st July
    2011
  • 31

I often feel unmoored. And helpless. The terror of leaving the house vs. the terror of being alone. But I’m alone all the time, anyway, even when I’m among people.

  • 23rd September
    2010
  • 23