I'm so allergic to cats that it has forced me into hiding.
I had a promising career as a writer. I captured the zeitgeist of a new generation. But after the release and ensuing success of The Catcher in the Rye, every copy sold meant that much more blocking in my nasal passages, until I couldn't speak worth a damn. I could barely even breathe. So here I am, universally beloved but driven into isolation by those damn cats.
Please, no interviews.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
I'm Allergic to Cats (and Lonely)
Posted by Brian at 7:18 PM
Labels: alienation, allergies, cats
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