Tora Lisa

It's been two weeks since Tora "joined" the cat family of Robi. My sister brought her at the door as I was getting ready to leave the house...she was purring, so I couldn't say no to that. My new studio needed some life, though she was out for adoption.

She's the most loving, purring 4 months cat I have ever seen. Her beautiful eyes mark her kitty attitude, as she gracefully moves around the house. I don't think she was born on the street, or at least she did not spent a big part of her life there. She knows how to use the tray (though that's a cat instinct), she's fleas free and vaccinated. All she misses at this moment is a loving house.

To kill an inner child

History tought us that in the years that pasted, humans fought long lasting, bloody battles for pieces of land or ideologies. Assuming that humans evolved into a less ignorant creature, these battles stopped, or at least are better hidden behind great words such as human rights, ecology etc. - different debate...

These days we are so good at hiding, that we even hide murder. A lot of the people around me go by with no jail time or even a fine for killing their inner child. Worst, there are a lot others who try to convince that this is a wise path to take. I love Romania...but I am afraid that the country has only a handful of people who are able to truly relax and do stupid things...stupid to gown ups, but natural to children. It's stupid to do anything that a child would do, I guess laughing will soon be declared stupid in this country, or even out side the law. I live in a sad place, and try desperately to surround myself with people who still see Tinkerbell. 

What brings me to anxiety, is that among my closest ones, I find those trying to rip you inside and dig hard to kill your spirit, because theirs died a long time ago. I would die without being clumsy, stupid, innocent...but most of all happy! The thought of being a zombie, a shadow frightens me...