room for love
Once there was a cat that thought he had met the last cat he’d ever need to meet. She had nice legs and laughed at the cat’s jokes. Her smile was really nice and betrayed an ironic sense of humor and a really clever wit. Whenever the cat made funny jokes, she’d come up with a joke that was better, and in this way they’d spend their evenings together. Now the strange thing was that it was terrifically easy for the cats to notice each other. They noticed each other right away, but then all the noticing kind of dried up. The two cats kind of came close to it but they never fell in love.
The cat realized the whole noticing thing was something like a pitfall. He couldn’t ever really love the girls he noticed the most. It seemed like love could have blossomed out of all the noticing, but the noticing never seemed to leave enough room for love.
