Sitting like a cat in the sunshine, even if I do fee grumpy and miserable. Still. I am a cat, as my sister tells me (dogs have owners, cats have slaves, and yes, that’s why I adore her because she’s always given me this great vision of myself) , and you know that dogs get sorrowful when they have a cold. Cats throw themselves off the closest bridge. Or at least they complain so much that you wish they would.
Here’s a great cheerful place for you to visit and feel inspired: The Soul Food Cafe, which is an arty site for you, O Creative One.