i got a kitten today. i don’t know her name but i know she purrs like a lawnmower whenever i touch her and her meows are already mightier than a full grown cat’s. i know she spreads her toes wide and kneads the air when her neck is scratched. i know she likes to flop around on my pillows. i know she is very scared but equally brave.

i didn’t need a kitten, but the heart wants what it wants, and sometimes i need to let my heart lead.

i’m looking forward to knowing more about her each day. 

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