About Cats, Cornflakes and Faded blue jeans: A personal approach towards a less cluttered life.
Cats: I like cats. I’m not a big pet person but if I were ever forced to keep a pet, I’d most likely adopt a feral kitten. I feel they would be a lot less emotionally dependent on me and we could set up a somewhat symbiotic relationship. It would not be My Cat, the sole property of its owner; but rather a cat that happens to live under the same roof as me. A freeloading roommate of sorts. And I in part will not have to make my pet cat my entire personality (here’s looking at you Dog lovers) but rather a source of companionship in my day to day. A mellow co-dependent form of living where a man and a cat, both distinct individuals live their own unique lives. A neighbourhood zen monk meditating One of my earliest childhood memories is of a feral molly which gave birth to a litter of kittens on the tin roof of our old house. For about a month I would awake to the incessant meowing of the kittens as they called out to their mother for food and warmth. I would always try to catch a glimpse...