Strange, living inside a body and all. Some of them work so perfectly, and some of them are just such a struggle. It feels good to be free of it all, the pain and the wishing. There's a certain contentment in that. So I sit, pluck grass, and turn the world into Emerald City. There's a dark green fuzzy dot on the horizon. I squint at it. It bobs toward me, increasing in size, speeding up to a gallop. I throw the grass away. I suck in a breath. In a moment, I am enveloped in green grass and gray fur and loud purring. My baby has come to see me. I can't even make a sound at the happiness bubbling up from my heart. My baby. My little purring bundle of unconditional love. Oh my God, I've missed her so much. I never got the chance to say goodbye. It broke my heart. Is it wrong to love a cat more than people? I don't mind being wrong, if it is. http://ficlets.com/feed/story/23153