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I found him like this, sleeping on the book we would have read together. I never imagined myself owning a cat, but I am grateful for his rhythms, the way his paws knead me awake just before 6 every day. When I find myself again like this, it is nice to have him sleeping, purring warmly nearby.
[LISTEN]
Sufjan Stevens - Redford (for Yia-Yia & Pappou)
James Blake - Why Don't You Call Me?
Especially if you love as I love
falling to the earth. Especially if you're a little bit
high strung and a little bit gutted balloon.
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