Restful Rest

Sometimes the cats wake me by stirring up trouble with the wires behind the computer, pulling them out and such. Yelling at them doesn’t always inspire them to carry their business elsewhere. So at 5 AM, I smacked the beanbag chair against the wall and they ran to the living room. But it was so intense, a shockwave enough to rattle and kickstart my faulty heater on the other side, creating a gunshot pow. Fuck, I thought, someone calling the cops to question a man just trying to get some rest.