http://slow.writerscafe.org/cattyism The original writings of author Catherine Macatangay en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776017898 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 im overcaffeinated and anxious and i forgot my wallet at home and driving downtown stresses me out i just wanna sing and i just whipped this up ya ya ya http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cattyism/2144003/ talking to myself, as usual http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cattyism/2085780/ To anyone,The demons are here again,I saw them last night.The seal broke, the gates openedThey're with me now.They've made their way in,Back into their usual corridors of my mindIt's like they never leftIt feels like home again.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cattyism/2078114/ a letter unsent -- sitting in the inbox of my own head, i suppose. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cattyism/2064601/ another note from my phone. posting after rekindled relevance. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cattyism/2050511/ i found this in my notes on my phone and it still feels relevant so lmao here it is http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cattyism/2042220/ trying to define/describe something without using the actual word is .. a struggle. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cattyism/2036399/ i wrote this years ago while i was in high school. based entirely on my imagination and inspiration. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cattyism/2018445/ this came upon me while I thought of celebrities' lives -- pressures and dreams to be the best, be number one, sit at the top. though this mindset of mine stretches across more than fame and fortune. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cattyism/2018426/ Death visited me again, today. She’d been on my mind for a while. I’ve been wondering when I’d hear from her,When she’d bring upon those timeworn ideations.  As she lingered,I was met with familiar spirits.   I envisioned ways of expiration... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cattyism/2017869/