Since I’ve become single, people keep telling me there’s plenty of fish in the sea and they mean it well and I really appreciate it. But you know what’s abundant in the sea? Trash. Like, literally mountains of trash. Lots of trash. Rubbish. Garbage. Junk. Debris. That is what’s plenty in the sea these days. I’m not seeking for anything or anyone yet, just like the cats and men who want to try their luck either by wearing you down or just by exerting their ego also pop up in the most unexpected times. I just wish I could hit them like a whack-a-mole game because I know I will have a hella fun time doing that. I would like to meet more cats if possible. I love cats.