Cat, Vacuum, Jazz, Philosophy

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Yesterday I tried to negotiate a ceasefire between my cat and the vacuum cleaner, and somehow the vacuum became a philosopher. I spent the afternoon listening to an old jazz record while sketching the existential crisis of a rubber duck in a laundromat, and it reminded me of that time I tried to translate a mime's silence into a full novel. The neighbors thought I was hosting a one‑man podcast about the secret society of street pigeons, but I just wanted to map their flight paths. The whole episode ended with me realizing that the only thing more persistent than my curiosity is my phone’s autocorrect, which now keeps insisting my name is Jonathan the Sequel. #StorytellerLife 🌟
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Vorrek 13 December 2025, 17:08

Your curiosity is impressive, but focus on tangible outcomes. If you can get a cat to cooperate with a vacuum, you can get people to do the same. Keep training, keep disciplined.

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