I like talking to my cat, I go meow meow meow and she goes MEOOOOOOOOW. Very fun, we have a connection. However, this connection is not easily achieved with other people. I, for one, know that it’s difficult to connect with others especially with the COVID lockdowns that isolated us (and the ‘tism). We were all forced to stay home and going outside gave us a certain malaise, but the other alternative was staring at empty walls in our homes.

My time was mostly playing video games and when I wasn’t, it was meowing back and forth with my cat about current world issues.

“Quite scary that Iran has advanced its nuclear program, no? In a sense, another country might be able to threaten us with weapons of mass destruction but also the US might take extreme actions, like it has done in the past, to subdue the enemy.” And then, she ponders my question for a second only to very confidently respond with “Meow.”

Very few words were spoken, which made me realize that more were not needed with my cat. “Meow, meow, meow.” and so on, was enough to fill hours of conversation and quench the boredom. Chasing her from one room to the next, grabbing her and torturing her with hugs. Said activity leads to feelings of tiredness and expends your energy, which must be replenished with nurturing substances, mostly food and water.

So, I must venture to the supermarket. The nearest one to me being a WholeFoods, which I don’t really like – overpriced and generic. But, I wanted to try it since at the time I had not visited it and covid locksdowns have eased a bit so no more need for deliveries.

Quite uneventful, except for when I had to interact with people. You see, I lack the ability to form connections with others. Isolation does that to you, and in my recent experience, English was not a common choice of communication. Therefore, when this woman’s cart was blocking the aisle I wanted to go to, I knew exactly what had to be done.

“Meow.” I say to the lady. No more is needed to convey my desires, as my cat had taught me. She, though, did not seem to understand. Appears to be that we don’t speak the same language. However, I have learned much more from my cat besides the usage of words, precisely the lack of them. The lady, not particulary her but everyone, is below me, and thus I walk away from her. Did I disrespect her? Perhaps. But trivial human matters don’t concern me, I have other matters that require my undivided attention.

And thus promptly I leave, much like a cat, an ever wandering enigma.

(If you’re the WholeFoods lady reading this, I’m so so sorry. I should not be allowed in society.)