We're more of a dog world, I'd say. More cat sense would suit us humans also quite well. But as always it needs both, the loyal as well as the independent.
I like your confusing lines. They are somehow disturbing and at the same time full of clues which I try to grasp.
Your Schrödinger cat existence is your own choice, isn't it? Since I don't know whether you're alive or not, since I can't open the box, I'm content with your offstage music. Of course it's a joke:)

My brother has had a cat since the year before last and I always feel reluctant to address her by name and stubbornly insisted on calling her "cat", which I think fits much better. Because cats don't listen to names anyway.

What happened to your 303? Has it broken or does it no longer fit the devices?

I remember my club times through your music. It's like someone else's life, like it's not a memory of my former self but a kind of film memory. Times were easy to meet strangers at the entrance and talk about nothing and everything. Strange experiences, beautiful and irrelevant. Little sleep, lots of drinks on ice, foggy dance floors and their sweet smells.

How are you doing? Do you come out of your cave from time to time and are you more active at night?

I hope you are in good spirits. Good wishes from Hamburg!