"Are you okay" by PQHAÜS
(Acrylic on canvas / 18x24 inches / 2024
I wasn’t having a good day, but once again, it was one of those days where everyone thought I was fine. I’ve gotten too good at pretending.
As usual, I pulled into my driveway, but this time, I couldn’t make myself get out of the car. The car was still, but my mind was a wreck, like a totaled Fiat hit by a dump truck.
I kept asking myself questions I didn’t have answers to, but I couldn’t stop.
Not a single person came to mind that I could reach out to. I felt completely alone.
As I sat there, drowning in my own thoughts inside the car, something suddenly leaped onto the hood. It was that black cat—the one that always darted away from people. But this time, instead of running, he stayed. He sat right in front of the windshield, staring at me with these deep, knowing eyes, as if he could sense exactly what I was going through.
Normally, being seen when I’m feeling vulnerable is something that makes me anxious, but this time, it was different. There was something soothing about the way he looked at me. Instead of discomfort, I felt waves of calm wash over me, as though he was offering me a silent understanding. I even made a noise to try and scare him off, but he wouldn’t move. He just sat there, still as a shadow, like he was meant to be there with me. It’s funny, people say black cats bring bad luck. But that night, he was the only bit of luck I had. Now that I’ve moved to a new town, every time I pull into my driveway, I think about that cat and how he helped me through that moment.
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