tales of a housecat

Thursday

I like to rub my face on stuff.

I really dunno why, but I get these undeniable urges to rub my face on just about anything. The feeling really comes out of nowhere. I'll just be sitting there, and suddenly things go hazy, and I'll find myself with a face full of couch, door frame, or someone's hand left carelessly dangling at face level. It just feels so good.