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He has not called me and has not come yet. Maybe, he forgot about me or did not want to talk to me. Maybe, this communication is dangerous for me. But life goes on! Cats are aliens and telepaths, travelling the world, and I am the same!

I understand that there is a long, long life ahead, filled with Thailand, work, cats, dogs, and love. And we will meet again.

More than once, I travel the world like cats!

I watch TV and search for his silhouette in the Middle East. Sometimes, I think I see him.