The price of fish

The price of fish

Dear Dee,

I'm seeing and hearing everything from this sofa.

The humans think they run my living room - with their bright cushions, their mugs of tea, their endless chatter - but let’s be honest.
It’s my palace. I’m in charge. I simply allow visitors.

They talk non‑stop…
About work.
About life.
About the price of FISH - finally, something worth listening to.

“There’s nothing like a cuppa,” they say, and honestly… maybe they’re right. I’ll have to try it one day.

Friendship, I’ve decided, is basically like sunbathing: show up, enjoy the warmth, have a drink, and somehow it grows - just like the flowers.

Warm regards (and a slow blink),


Jimmy

Pencil Sketch and Procreate - July 2025 

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