I was awake at 7, not getting out of bed, but already seated behind the pewter writing Habibi's Oranges wondering how could tell YOU a story about my life and a life lesson that always stuck with me. So yes I was thinking about you at that time, wondering if you had had a good night's sleep as I got up way before my normal time. Now it's a half hour past midnight and I'm wondering if a phone wouldn't be easier as I'm having a hard time seeing my keyboard in dim light. ( as you know I use a black back ground as my eyes can't take the glare any more)

All my Cats had names, but that was more for administrative purposes at the vets, as soon as we got home all Cats answered to poes poes and their name. Sometimes names were characteristics, Squeaky, an enormous black tom cat with paws almost as wide as my hand sounding like a house mouse. Open the front door and the first reaction people had was, "dang, you should have been a dog" But I digress.

Long ago I looked into your first post because people often state why they are here or what they're trying to achieve. Upon revisiting and being reminded of Suki I thought great, I like it and you not likely disturbed by it, and it is short like my name. I didn't dwell on it's significance at all, other than you having chosen it. The word does not color my mental image of you, so for me it works. Up to you if you wish to change that.

By now it's 2 am after having to further explain rotting oranges. I have to call it quits dear. 5am to 2am is a long haul.