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If I were a cat I would spend most of my time sat upon the windowsill. My body would lay on those few inches of wood, my limbs outstretched and my mind an empty sheet of paper. The sun would warm me as I napped, beams of light seeping through my fur and kissing my skin with my mother's love. As it rained my ears would prick up and take in the melody like it was all they were meant to do.
This windowsill would give me every comfort I would want and could ever need. And with all my heart I wish that could be my world -- a cat sat on a windowsill with nature a breath away.