I am happy. I don't have much. I don't do much. But I'm happy. Sometimes I sneak out at night, in the pitch black. You can't see anything but you can hear it. I move towards that wild sound, carefully picking my way and accidentally jumping out of my skin when a post appears out of nowhere in front of me. I think it is a wild animal. I don't know how far the edge of the water is because it is in total and complete blackness. It sounds very close and I know the afternoon's tid