“To be or not to be: that is the question,
whether tis nobler in the mind
to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
= In one of the Bard's best-thought-of tragedies,
our insistent hero, Hamlet,
queries on two fronts about how life turns rotten.”
Found this interesting anagram the other day.
I felt like this should be noted.

For a while I thought I enjoyed living alone.
Besides the company of my cat.
But I felt comfortable in my own space.
Just existing with myself.
But now that I know I have company.
I’m actually rather glad for it.
I don't think I want to be alone anymore.
Does he feel the same way?
Does he want me around?
I feel like being a ghost would get lonely, but maybe that's just me.

God I hate Wednesdays.

I guess I’m staying home today,
He’s letting me change the channel.
Guess he feels bad for me.
There has been a strange warmth in my room.
I don’t feel so lonely right now.
I think he’s trying to take care of me.
My tea stayed warm most of the day.
My cat hasn’t left my feet, she purrs gently.
We did end up watching Downton Abbey.
I enjoyed it much more than I thought I would.
(told you so)

It's been two years since I’ve had a ghost in my apartment.
The company is comforting.
I constantly find myself wondering how I got to this point.
But here I am.
I still don’t know much about him.
But I know I have more time to discover the details about him.
Like a name, or origin.
Only time will tell what I discover next.
I’m excited for the next time though.
Me too.