Coming down the street parallel to Maple, six feet east of the intersection for my apartment, is a run off drain. A few feet north of said run off drain has appeared a large pink mixing bowl filled with cat food. I was coming down the street today and noticed a black cat eating from said bowl that quickly disappeared into the drain when my car approached.

I begin to wonder and ponder about the meaning of the bowl. Did some richers put it there to feed this cat? To feed wildlife at this quasi busy intersection? Was their cat living in the drain?

I am unsure if there is a metaphor to be teased out and applied to my life, but I think there might be.