Love

As I scratch her soft, warm belly, I am overcome with the innocent pleasure obtained from it. It may seem silly to you, that I am happiest when petting my cat, and maybe it is, but I can promise you that of all the love and pain in the world, the simple ones are the most potent. There is no salty after taste, like when you are with a friend and are having a wonderful time, but afterwords become suspicious that there was something not wholly truthful about it. I have no worries. I know that my cat loves to be pet and that I love to pet her. There is no uncertainty or anxiety, like I find with my friends and family. How funny, that we always say friends and family- not family and friends. Do you see what I mean? All human interaction, even language, feels forced and uncomfortable. And that is why I love my cat, and most of all the scratch her belly.