Curveballs from the universe keep on coming.

Meow, my boy cat who is now an elderly cat, got admitted to animal hospital last Friday. He was diagnosed with diabetes and hated being in the hospital. Right now he's happily sunning himself in the spot of sunlight. Much better-looking now and less miserable.

Meanwhile, job search continues with random hair-tearing and empty promises.

Meanwhile, contracts (writing/publishing) are getting drafted and signed (I hope).

I can only hope so much until my heart breaks. My heart has been broken too many times of late. Goddess knows why I am still standing, still (oddly) optimistic. It feels like I am hitting a wall all the time.