michaela
when i walked the fence i discovered i was catlike and i wanted to hunt mice with the other men around me. the starry sky was something that was to be discovered as well but i could not because i was so blocked by the fence.
i decorated the tree in as many honors as i could afford. but the cat walked in front of my arm and stopped me from doing so. but she so creatively told me that designing such trees took much responsibility and hard work.
i was near the river on a cloudy day and a bird came to rest on my shoulder. he sang a beautifyl song and told me a story. it inspired me to poop. so i took a shit in that lovely river and it flowed down stream