Made a friend last night. Actually three friends - Two kittens and a fox. I want to go back with my sketchbook. Was so hard to walk away from one of them. She followed us for a while and I could hear the bell on her collar fade away when we rounded a corner. I’ll see her again though.

My family’s always talking about how I’m a loner. I’m not a loner. I have friends - they’re just scattered around the world, or not human.