If Cats Disappeared from the World

by Genki Kawamura

My life was over and I had no one who mattered enough for me to call. I had lived alongside people and created so many links, but they were ultimately all so tenuous. It’s really depressing—too depressing—to realize something like that at the end of your life.

Mobile phones have been around for only about twenty years, but in just that short time they’ve managed to take complete control over us. In just twenty short years something that we don’t really need has come to rule our lives, making us believe that we can’t do without it. When human beings invented the mobile phone, they also invented the anxiety of not having one.

For all we know, there may be all kinds of things that have already disappeared without our having noticed it, things that we’d assumed would always be around.

Human beings exchanged their freedom for the sense of security that comes from living by rules and routines—despite knowing that costs them their freedom.

“If you’ll permit me to explain.

I love Cabbge the cat

“Oh, do come on. I am quite ready for a walk.” “OK, Cabbage, just wait a sec!”

Hehehe

“Dandelions.” When I said the word Cabbage made a face. “One would call these dandelions?” “Didn’t you know?” “No.” “It’s a flower that blooms in spring.” “Ah, I see . . .” Cabbage went on to approach every flower we passed along the roadside, asking endlessly, “And what might one call this?”, “And this?”

I need this cat