Asia.

The other day I saw this grey Tabby cat under the bush at our front veranda and it looked exactly like a  cat we used to have 15 YRS ago named Asia, pictured here. It was the one and only cat we ever had; we've always had dogs. We had it for awhile but then it starting peeing on everything and stinking up the house so we got rid of it and when I saw it the other day the though came into my head: I wonder if that's our old cat? Could it be Asia? Did she find her way back home after all these years? I mean, it's been a long time but cats do live a long time, even up to 20 years or so so it is possible she's still alive, but the only way I'd know for sure is if I checked and she had no front claws(as our cat was de-clawed; and no, we didn't do it; it was already like that when we got it at the shelter) but I wasn't about to go up to it and pick it up and check, just in case it wasn't and I end up all scratched. Normally if so I'd feel an obligation to let it in if it was,esp. after all this time finding her way back home, except now I have Buddy and this is his  home now and he wouldn't appreciate it, plus I don't think a dog and a cat would get along too well, even more so with him being a hunting dog (a Dachshund) with a very strong prey-drive!  I wonder if it really is  the same cat though?( like that kid's song The Cat Came Back) or just one that looks exactly like it? If it is it might also explain why it smells like cat piss at times in the house; if it sneaks into the house at times, and why the other night I heard what I thought was Buddy scratching at the mice in the wall in the kitchen and I told him off but it turned out he was laying on his blanket on the floor next to me as I was sitting in my little nook at the computer and he looked up at me confused like WTF lady? so something  was in there making the noise, and last night in bed we were both in bed but I heard something jump and make a soft plop sound as it landed on the newspapers on my bedroom floor and it wasn't Buddy jumping off my bed to do a shit as he was curled up right beside me asleep....whatever it was it freaked me out though!

I also got this Twitter reply to my speaking out on the vaccine mandates etc. and I replied I'm not worried and that I don't want to live under such tyranny(I can't go anywhere or do anything anymore now anyway; there's nothing left for me now) and I just want to warn as many people as possible about what's really happening, and I also got a reply from the meteorologist on the TV news too which was kind of cool, almost like when a celebrity replies to you,and I heard as well now some hospitals are even requiring all visitors be vaccinated with the Mark Of The Beast  now too so what next; will they require all patients  to have it soon,too, or refuse to treat them and just leave them to die? My computer wasn't working either and I asked the 26 YR old what it was and he said the troubleshooter said what the problem was but I didn't understand it so I clarified, In English; I don't speak Nerd! I also saw some yellow police crime scene tape wrapped all around an apartment up the street so I wonder if someone was murdered or something, and the 14 YR old overheard me singing aloud to my music,too, Push it, push it good, push it, push it real good! and as I was smoking a doobie the ash fell off the end and fell into the end of my long-sleeve shirt and down my arm and burned it! Shit, did that ever hurt and make me jump, and I realized as well that I wouldn't  be so ugly-looking if I was a guy as looking masculine, having a big head,thick neck, a big build,and weighing as much as I do wouldn't be an issue  for a dude,but it's unattractive  for a woman, and I think I figured out what's causing all my medical issues and pain,too:

Pancreatic cancer.

Something "whispered" to me last night to research it and it fits everything perfectly. All my symptoms.

Every single one.

It would also explain why my stomach and abdomen is so swollen, bloated and distended that I look about 6 months pregnant. It also happens to be one of the most deadly and quickly-moving terminal cancers too and you usually only have months left to live after diagnosis because by the time it's caught it's generally in late stage 4 and already spread which for me is a blessing and an answer to my prayer: I will finally soon be set free! I will be able to fly!

Who is more to be pitied, a writer bound and gagged by policemen or one living in perfect freedom who has nothing more to say?- Kurt Vonnegut