[Amano Writing Club] Good Evening to the Cat | Essay

Past 10 p.m., the bustle of the city sinks into the distance.
I step out onto the balcony and gaze vaguely down at the distant grains of light.
Around that time, without fail, a "meow" comes from somewhere on one of the floors.

I cannot see it.
But surely, somewhere in this apartment building, a cat is greeting the night air.
I softly reply in a low voice.
"Good evening."

I feel as though only the cat and I are exchanging words in the empty night sky.
As if we can understand each other just by the warmth of the sound, even without seeing one another.

I am sure that little one is neither bored nor lonely.
Sniffing the night breeze, it is keeping watch over the world.
I am much the same.
In the quiet time, I am confirming the outline of myself.

By the time the cat's voice fades, I turn off the room lights.
While waiting for it to reply "good evening" again from somewhere,
I prepare to fall asleep alone tonight as well.


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