The Cat's Meow

I wake up.
I go downstairs for cereal.
I think of Rebecca Black and how it isn't Friday yet.
I sit down at the computer.
Stare at the screen.
Silence except for the humming of the moniter.
And the cat's meow.
It's a lonely meow.
It's annoying.
I blink at it and he meows again.
He scratches me as I put him outside.
A great start to a great day.
I'm going back to bed.