the threads in her head

Lay your cards out if you dare-

The Little Prince is a very captivating story. I don't remember when I first read it, but I know fully well that I didn't understand the story at all then. And then I have read it a second time again, but I only seemed to discover some parts that I have not seemed to read before. But I'm sure I had read the whole book before and it struck me as strange why I could not recall reading certain parts.

And I also can't remember when was the second time I read it. Or whether I have read it anymore times.

Imagine picking the book up again yesterday to read, only to realise you don't remember the story again! You remember about the elephant inside a viper, and it not being a hat. But it is as though that was a first time reading it. And was it really a rose? There was a recount of him visiting the rest of the planets? He tamed a fox before?

I seem to understand the story better this time too.

It is enchanting.

Taming. I seemed to have tamed a cat. That or the cat has tamed me. And I don't know whether that's good or bad. That cat travels to meet me. I know. Its fur was wet.

And whenever I go board the bus it tries to stop me by running in front of me.

I accidentally kicked it once before when it first did that. Running in front of me to stop me.

It continued coming.

The holidays shall come soon, and I shall not go to that bus-stop for a while. When I do go back, will it still be there?

Sigh.