I love my catDecade Trapped in an Invisible Cage For years, I lived like a fish in a glass tank—thinking that was the whole world. The water was neither too cold nor too hot, just comfortable enough to make me forget I was trapped. My life followed a script I didn’t write: commuting on autopilot, working a job that paid the bills but drained my soul, scrolling mindlessly through algorithm-curated content at night. I thought I was making choices. But in reality, I was just following a pre-desi...