Swimming Pretty in the Glass-Half-Full 2012: Day 289 - The emptiness of cats

Fahmi was away overseas again so I walked to the station via his place, fed the lovely Simone, who meowed, as all cats do like he hadn't been fed in a month and fed him his vittels.

This meant I didn't make my usual 7.17 train, which is the last train before everyone starts looking like sardines stuffed in a very small moving tin, and got the station just after it had left so the station looked weirdly 28 Days Later apocalyptically empty.

I liked it.