yesterday, i went into a restaurant bathroom for a quick piss. after i washed my hands and turned around, ‘bagel’ was written on the door. although i had left him mere hours before and i’d be back mere hours later, it made me miss him. i love seeing bagel out in the wild. it’s like it’s his world and we’re just living in it.
which is perfectly fine with me.
-ratha, 10:02am, 12.29.22