Higher Ground. Lower Patience.
He left the noise below.
Higher Ground. Lower Patience.
He left the noise below.
Yogi Cat found one cloud with decent lumbar support and declared it home. He sits above the traffic, the group chats, and every person who says “quick question.” The paws stay open. The eyes stay calm. The answer is still no. Visitors may approach quietly, bring snacks, and leave before the cloud starts drifting.
Everyone sounded urgent, so I moved somewhere urgency cannot climb. The cloud has no doorbell, no leaf blower, and no neighbour explaining a podcast through the wall. Mornings are reserved for breathing. Afternoons are reserved for more breathing. If your message begins with “tiny favour,” release it into the weather. I will respond when the wind returns it, which is not soon.
Please keep urgency below cloud level.