only the cat
This is from last night.
night of tue 9 apr 00:40 R [laughs] 03:16 [noise] 03:30 R élodie? 03:31 ? she is not coming back for you. only the cat.
At noon today Élodie texted with a date. Saturday May 18th, with her brother's car, for Patate and the scratching post and the rest of her plants. She needs a couple of weeks in the new place first.
So it knew before I did. Or I knew. She said May back in February, and I've been waiting for that text for two months, and some part of me is clearly keeping score.
That's a mean thing to say to yourself in your sleep. Félix would say I'm processing. I'm going to try going to bed earlier this week.