Life as a Hermit – Day 3

 

chet

I suppose it is misleading to suggest that I have no human contact. Chet is here with me. But he is not much of a conversationalist. He mostly keeps to himself on the couch or in the corner near the kitchen table. I suppose he may be better cut out for this kind of life than I am. It’s just as well, I suppose. He used to get so clingy when I was leaving the house all the time for work, or to do errands. Now he seems much more content, knowing that I am around virtually 24/7. He is a good listener, though, like he has always been. Being outside in the cold is quite deflating for him. ┬áBut when it’s sunny and warm he becomes himself again. Constant. Firm in his beliefs. Ever present. Creepy.