Just an avid reader. Mostly SF/Fantasy, some hobbies, paranormal, urban fantasy and lighter, fluffier things.
"It would be nice to be a cat, he thought. Everything is so simple for them. Food or not-food. Thing to play with or thing to ignore. Favored human or not-favored human. Now, in particular, this cat’s world was perfect. She had just been fed, the sun was exactly the right warmth, on exactly the right place. The cushion was perfectly soft. No one was disturbing her. She was one unit of contentment, from her whiskers to her tail."