Vegetable Boy II

So the boy drank water and the boy ate vegetables and the boy ate almonds. That is because he had eyes in the shape of almonds. Then all of the sudden, as if unexpectedly the boy sprouted legs that wanted to go for a walk. The sun, he reasoned, probably would not stay up all day because that would defeat the purpose of a time keeper that had to go away at regular intervals to ensure those who measured would be reassured by its continuity. If it were always there we would be miserable. The boys dreams could tell the future. So he took a walk through the park. The wilderness even. Phone in hand he blabbed and in return was blabbed at, the blabbing was mutual and lovely. The fresh air and increased heart rate resulted in the wonderful sensation of not feeling so sick. He was enlivened. He returned to a house of strangers. He was ok with that, happy? Lets not get carried away. Then he sat down with a soup in front of the computer screen and watched TV. It was lovely. The world was lovely. Pisses and shits are lovely. There is much to be done in the coming weeks. It may seem like a big waste of time but nobody said it would be easy. Sometimes being there is enough