The Greyhound station I depart from in Lexington has a live in cat. Every time I am here, I play with him and take pictures. Everyone just stares. But you can look back through my photographs on this phone, and see every moment I’ve traveled out in the past year and a half. Like a personal travel log, written in cat love.
Anyway, I adore him, and this is my favorite, taken only two minutes ago.