Another Sunday

I was trying to remember why I didn't go to church again today. It wasn't because I overslept. I was just sitting here at my desk,enjoying my coffee and studying the Bible (not necessarily in that order),and I didn't want to feel rushed. And the people at the church I was planning to attend are unfriendly. And and and. I'm not saying anyone else at fault,obviously it's me. I started taking food across the street to four cats who live in an abandoned trailer. I don't really think they're feral,because I used to see their owner (who is ill with cancer) pull in the driveway and they would all run up to greet him.