Zen

I'm trying to figure out if I have a brain tumor or not. I keep smelling weird things out of nowhere. The other day I thought I smelled barbecue chicken and the day before I was walking at school and smelled wine. Though I guess... the second one isn't as odd seeing as how there are people that drink in broad daylight. Right now it smells like pasta, but I'm not sure if that's because of my neighbors.

We had a pigeon like this last year. This year I have a diseased cat that always sits at the bottom of the staircase. Every time I come out of my apartment it stares at me and starts meowing really loudly. I've learned to jump over the last three steps on my way down, but I'll probably injure myself one of these days. I wish I had a puppy to love. :(

Everyone wants to be champagne and not the glass, the flower and not the vase, but glasses and vases are needed. It's impossible to draw a perfect circle, but with a compass and a thick pencil imperfections are hidden. No one is going to doubt that it's a perfect circle unless you tell them that it's not, but even if you do they probably wouldn't believe you anyway.