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Just can't get to sleep tonight, so I took my ukulele to the gym. I don't want to wake anybody else up, and sound doesn't carry through the house from the gym.
I'm relaxing and my hands are just doing what they do with little thought from my brain. I've been playing "Margaritaville" I don't know how long, and there's a weird feeling. Why am I messing up these chords? I snap back into the physical present... there's a cat rubbing his head along the neck of the ukulele!
It's not a new thing for him. I mentioned earlier that the cats enjoy it when I play. They also are very sensitive to my presence. Cats get Very Concerned when I have a seizure. They try to be little nurses if I'm sick. I think he was just getting really happy about how relaxed I was as I played.