But lately I find it deep and mysterious, freeing me to journey into the dark sky where the moon in full splendor beckons me. My bed shakes and I am frozen with fear. I call out the cat's name, hoping to feel his paws pounce upon me in playfull recognition. I lift my head and turn toward the direction of the movement. The cat is not there.
Nothing is there.
I tense and prepare to bolt from my bed. My eyes search the darkness again for the cat. He is not here. I am alone with this presence. My body is rigid and I cannot move.