The Possimpible

The Possimpible

It’s possible that all the snow could melt before it (really) snows again. Possible, but I’m not holding onto the hope. I saw the sun yesterday for the first time in a week. It lasted all of ten seconds. The street in front of my house flashed bright and warm, almost yellow; I glimpsed it from the living room before the clouds pulled back together to close us in the gloom. No …

Fat Cats

Fat Cats

“Would you like a cat treat?”

“Why do you have those?”

“Alicia gave me them for when she brings her cat to visit.”

“Oh. Has she brought him by recently?”

“No. Have you seen him? He’s so much bigger.”

“Like teenager cat or fat cat? When they get older…