The midnight feast

"I didn't invite them. I just left the door open… and now I have five permanent guests.

Some people think solitude means silence. But I'm never alone. I have five pairs of black eyes that watch me from across the table every night on the shelf, on the books, beside the empty plates.

They don't speak, but they understand. When the candle goes out, when the moon is full, when the smell of ripe tomatoes and old wine fills the air… they know what night this is.

People are afraid of black cats. But I've learned that some shadows are the only thing that keeps you company at midnight.

So come in. The door is open. Just remember once you sit at this table, getting up again is hard. 🐈‍⬛🕯️🍷"