I put down my book, The Meaning of Zen, and see the cat smiling into her fur as she delicately combs it with her rough pink tongue. 'Cat, I would lend you this book to study but it appears you have already read it. ' She looks up and gives me her full gaze. 'Don't be ridiculous,' she purrs, 'I wrote it. '
If you lose hope, you're just not looking far enough ahead.