I'm reaching for you...

don't leave me out in the cold! I belong here as much as you do!

bag "lady"...with a few extra parts...

there are times when I feel my life is of a hobo...I can be such a bag "lady" sometimes...it can't always be helped...Baggage is my middle name.

r u a reflection of me...

is my reflection sniffing me? wait, I thought I was smaller than that...

Teddy

at peace with Teddy...can I get a moment? if only the world is as cuddly as he...

laundry day...

harbored by clean laundry of my life...clean, yes...massive pile, yes...straightened out, yes, eventually...

they try to box me in...

inside a box?!!! how did I get here?! yet another try to box me in...is this really necessary?

prayers...

bow down to the buddah...must say my daily prayers...

the life of le chat...finding her way in the big apple...

often time, we are curious of whats outside of the box. yes, the box is comforting, maybe even warm and deliciously loving, but we still yearn for the outside, and what might and might not be there, inside and beyond our fantasies. do we go for it or do we not?