Buster Is Safe In His New Home

Buster has found a space in the house where he is safe.

It is under my bed and together with my one piece in flece. He has something soft and kind and there is the smell of me. 

But he dont dare to walk around in the house yet, but he is doing better,

and comes out of his hiding place to eat, drink and go to the toilet.

The owner told a friend of mine that Buster has been nervous all his life, and i think it is sensitivity and thinking over the world. Cats have a personality and is clever minded. 

I just sit here and play soothing music to Buster and write in a novel,

i have had late dinner and is drinking coffee. 

I sit in my pyjamas and just enjoy that i reached the life i wanted.

I did not want to be a nurse when i was educated because of all the lack of money to give the best nursing a human is capable to give. Nurses must reach perfection in their work, because there is not room for mistakes. They have to know their responsibility and the knowledge in treatment. 

I wanted to be a writer and live on a farm.

By some miraculous steps i got the life i wanted.

I just have psychiatric hangover.

I have been treated for a long time and is patterned by this in my mind and need to work myself out to a natural life on a farm with animals.

I am happy and at peace and know that all mental illness can be healed.

Have hope and hold on.

Buster is safe and is sleeping now.