staring out yonder, past this glass. for about an hour, i escaped into the outdoors a few days back and when the mom figured it out she has been deemed door monitor since. its okay she brings grass blades in sometimes and we still have our front porch. but, boy, i think she was real happy to see me cuz she wouldnt stop doting. as for me, i stare out the door still, and well. have my memories from my adventure.
