Friday, November 19, 2021

We All Are Cats

Driving with my wife. 

She almost always does most the talking, but I got to telling something philosophical East vs West myth idea so it was me for a change till I sensed I was losing her and stopped to ask if she’s understood anything I was saying. 


“No, but I can listen” 

She says with a laugh


“This is serious! It’s Eastern mythology, should know it. Eastern!  You know… Buddhism?” 


I know it.”  she says


“Okay, What’s the first of the Four Noble Truths?


…;.

“We all are cats”


What?!

It’s Suffering dang it! All life is suffering!

You’re Japanese. We’re in Japan! You can’t turn around without bumping into something buddha here, you should know this!”


“No. It’s we all are cats.” 

Now giggling to herself

“It’s nice ne”


I know she does this on purpose, and I know she knows it drives me crazy. 

Why it makes me even more crazy for her will forever remain a mystery though. 

A total freak’n mystery.


That was this morning.

She's forgotten all about it by now I'm sure, whereas I'll likely lie awake tonight wondering.... 


Why cats?!! 



2 comments:

Tolladay said...

Hilarious, and spot on. You married well. She doesn't feel a need to suffer your serious moods for long.

Also, "We are all cats," should be the first pillar of something.

caseysan39 said...

HAA thanks, I'll be sure to tell my wife her cats theory was received well on the inter webs.

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