Invasion

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An enemy invades my territory. My humans do not understand the danger. 

It is a strange and fearless creature. It appears only after the great fire fades from the sky and it looks into my den lit by my human’s little fires. 

It masks itself by appearing similar to me. I am not deceived. My humans do not recognize it for what it is. 

My fierce appearance, coupled with commanding hisses, frightening yowls and threatening charges have kept it at bay, but it still lurks just beyond the invisible barriers that protect my den. 

I will remain vigilant.

~The Cat

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Peace and Quiet

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I’m thankful today for silence. Human silence, anyway. Crickets, birds, wind, leaves – these sounds are welcome. There’s no human chatter, live or electronic, and for these few hours it is soothing.

Today is the first day of school for my children. Their summer vacation was nearly three months long and I don’t believe I spent any of that time alone or in quiet. Lately my skull has drummed constantly with a headache. I’m glad my children are vivacious. Life is joyful, loud and exuberant in their company. 

But I’d lose my mind if I couldn’t occasionally turn the volume off.

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Sun and moon

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No curtains adorn the windows of my house. No shades. No blinds. Through the glass, I see pine and oak, tall grass and wildflowers. I’m at camp, year-round.  

The window to the side of my bed faces east. The rising sun punches through the screen of beech and hemlock each morning until I bury myself under the blankets. 

The window at the foot of the bed faces south. Moon glow rivals my bedside lamp. 

In the city, shades kept out streetlights, car lights and peepers. There are none of these here. Only the natural world. I didn’t hang curtains. 

Yet.

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Dinos at dark

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Last night a Tyrannosaurus rex stared into my bedroom window. I remained calm. In my teens, sharks swam on my bedroom floor. Since my body never left the confines of the bed, I lost no limbs. According to Jurassic Park, if you remain still a T. rex can’t detect you. I lay motionless until I slept again. None of these creatures disturb sleeping persons. 

I am hoping that these are symptoms of an overactive imagination and not encroaching insanity. 

Or my mind is showing me what to be stressed about as opposed to cleaning house, preparing food or entertaining guests.

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