Sometimes I still hear Oggy's meowing at me. Not scary at all, but that makes me miss her so much.
Sometimes I think about having a new kitten, a cat that actually loves cuddling. My two cats don't really cuddle and that makes me miss Oggy more. But I think that's too much for this family.
A week in Ramadan, everything went okay. I tried to keep up my solat sunat, tarawih, but at times I feel lazy, like tonight. Very sleepy at the moment, double shot dark mocha from Starbucks didn't really keep me awake. But it's so yummy.
Suddenly I recall one of my good friend. I miss her, but I am a bad friend, so I shouldn't bother her anymore. Many of my friends are married now. And I have cats. I am grateful, though.
It's really not easy to fake happiness. But what choice do I have? Do I even have a choice?
I don't know anymore.

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