Sentiment is like a grey day in the second half of the week. It takes you to places within, contrary to the world without which hints at being so much more clinical. Clean in emotion and thought.
Facing the moments to leave, with boxes, this cat follows me. Wherever I go, in search of its identity in the shadows. Jumping between dark hoops and reflections.
And while another decade passes the Chinese have their own worries, in hope that the rat will spark new thinking.