What Wonders

Dark. I can't see. Why can't I see? This world is simply nothing...What's this? The light, it burns. Reality hurts, so I shift in my bed to compensate. Yet, inevitably, I walk over to the counter for some cereal. Outside looks odd, murky, gloomy, actually it looks terrible. Sigh, I have to go out again, they want me to for what good is doing anything without a purpose?

I've noticed someone strange, however, I do not consider him a threat in anyway. He is just kinda strange, that magician guy. Its been a long time since I've heard the word magic. Well, it doesn't exist. Don't people recognize that cold, hard logic is a real description of how things work. As I study his behavior, I'm not quite sure he doesn't notice me. If he doesn't, someone is. I need to hide again. No time, I have to move. Stop thinking, react. Why can't I stop thinking? Up ten steps, down 5 steps, up 12 steps, down 6 steps, up 9 steps, and down 5 steps. Nothing really matters. I'll take a walk.