How are you tonight?
I think you're checking in tonight, in between stuff. Sitting there in those grey pajamas, eating oatmeal and having a cup of tea.
Something tells me this is a bad night for communication, cause things have been weird with everyone. Both online and in real life.
But this is me, reaching out anyways. Grabbing your... attention.
and as always, I hope Mr. Scratchy, I've brought a small smile to your lips.