Maybe this is just the beginning of my life becoming

A miracle has happened. My cat who has been on a grand adventure for the last month and a half has been returned to me. I am happy to report that he is fat, healthy and glued to me at all times. Since he walked in the door he has not stopped purring or sleeping. I guess being on your own for that long was very stressful and he needs to recuperate. 

I got a call around 2:30 yesterday and the women on the phone described him to a tee. I can not explain the relief that I felt when I saw his little face and I realized that it in fact him. I could not catch him. He seem to recognise me but was freaked out. He ran from yard to yard in his paranoid state. I did what I thought was necessary and called my ex to come help. (I have not seen Robert in over 6 months). 

The meeting was awkward and emotional. He finally caught the cat. I know it was a good decision to have called him. 

We parted ways. I simply walked to my car with my cat in hand and said good bye while he stood on the sidewalk and watched me drive away. There was nothing to say and everything to say. I just was not ready to say any of it. I'm not sure what he expected of me. 

He had a thumb ring on. It got to me. It was a symbol of something that I think he is not. Some person trying to be someone else. I could not stop starring at it. It was like all changes were represented in that stupid ring. 

His chick, after he posted on FB that Pepe was found need to mark her territory, like a feline in heat. Doesn't she get it. Our cat is our cat, it has nothing to do with her. This has nothing to do with you. But I guess she is an immature bitch  with zero confidence. 

I never needed to post my boyfriends picture on everything. I wonder when all of it will be taken down, when she will realize that distance for my ex will lead him straight into the arms of some other chick. What she probably doesn't realize is that if he has not done so already, he probably will start trying to hang out with old connections. She is simply a good time he had for 6 months. A catalyst that enabled him to leave me. She was the ultimate excuse. 

She scared of me. She shouldn't be she should be scared of his desire always look around in case it is greener somewhere else. He will always look cause his soul can never rest. 

My cat is back. Finally a good thing has happened. Maybe this is just the beginning of my life becoming.