I Can't Own a Pet! What was I thinking?

I can't find the cat I was taking care of. She has been really nervous, and uncomfortable the entire time that she has been here. She is used to going out, but she would not go out of my apartment our of fear. Until last night that is. She was eagerly waiting in front of the porch door. It was 1AM, but I thought, "Fuck it. She should go out. I'll be awake when she comes back." One hour, two hours, three hours. It's 4AM, and I'm outside whispering the cat's name, hoping that she can hear me. I give up because I have to take Andrea to work in the morning.

I've biked around my neighborhood for a total of two hours today. Nothing. I saw a black cat, but it was not her. I feel so down in the dumps. I have not been productive at all today. I have student loans, and health insurance issues to take care of, but before any of that I need to find the cat. I hope she comes back.