Those Wasted Mornings

I woke up this morning. I got out of bed. Took a shower and had some breakfast. I was late for school but it didn't concern me. I was earlier than expected. I'm starting to hate night time showers. It's way too cold even for me. I stepped out of the door with the same old deep sign. How bored I was. The sun seemed late.

I crossed the bridge and I saw a television dumped into the river. I thought it was interesting. I walked on the frozen grass and it felt nice sliding across it... Then I realised I was stepping in dead bird feathers. Gross. I walked past that street. I saw a dead frozen rat. Poor thing died from Hypothermia.

I saw Creams today. That cat I mentioned a while ago in my blog.
Tuesday, March 23rd, 2010 - Thrill Of The Fall. I didn't see Cookies though. I saw this other cat that looked exactly liked him though. Black fur but no fluffy tail. It slowly approached me. I didn't let it cross my path. I played with it for a while but continued walking. I think that cat made my day.