I can sit by myself for hours—days, even—as long as I have a book. To be honest, I’m the kind of person who reads the same books over and over again, so I become well acquainted with these “friends” of mine. Not that I’m not open to making new friends, of course. Each book I’ve never read before is an opportunity for that, which I welcome. Even the books I write are like friends to me, and I hope that in writing them, I’ve created a future friend for someone else.
Today’s prompt: You have the following main character and/or narrator:
Thomas Bleakley: aged 42, works in technical support, lives alone, has six cats and a prominent display case for his dead mother’s ashes.
Write something worth reading about Thomas Bleakley.