Who likes change? I don’t.
What is there to even like?
Let alone the big stuff, I struggle to even tolerate small changes in the weather. The very thought of buying a new phone or laptop or vehicle is enough to make me hyperventilate.
Of course, I have no money and cannot afford any of those things, but that is beside the point…
Now, we did talk a few weeks back about the changes a person undergoes, in order to reach greater heights, and that is obviously a different thing altogether. I don’t exactly love it, but I do understand and appreciate it.
However, there are certain changes that seem far less benign, and I count myself lucky for never having had to endure any of them. Now, I am still only thinking about things like switching schools or relocating, both of which appeared at the horizon at certain points in my childhood, and we somehow managed to evade both these looming disasters.
These days, however, I am living my life a little beyond my comfort zone, and experiencing these changes, albeit second-hand.
And, of course, my life is still enviably comfortable, so…
Nonetheless, a new chapter has begun. Our brave protagonist finds himself stripped from the warmth of his childhood home, into a mysterious land filled with unspeakable horrors.
Let us see how his story pans out.
Stay tuned for more…
PS: You see, ‘unspeakable’ because, well, cats cannot speak.