and all through the house
was MissGizzy a weepin'
quiet as a mouse.
Not really tears of sadness but tears of anticipation? stress? fear of the unknown? I'm about to finish my last assignment of my university degree, which is due tomorrow night and is what I should be doing instead of this... but hey, I'm the queen of procrastination.
So instead of writing my reflective essay on the relationship between archives and history, I'm watching tv, eating leftover halloween chocolate surrounded by my notes, supervised by my cat looming over me in her high tower. She stares at me through half-asleep eyes.