Today marks 6 months of dreaming that I am a cat.

Today, I realized something about my other self: magic cat is right-handed.

A zombie throws a rock at me. I catch it out of the air with my right hand (and underlining feline reflexes). I open a door. I use my right hand. I claw and opponent. I lead with my right hand. Last night, I gave someone a thumbs up and I did it right-handed.

It's weird that it would take half a year to realize that. But you can only learn so much about someone when you become them for a few seconds at a time.