It was a dark stormy night

It will be a dark stormy night

And the seas will sail high above the clouds further than you can see

And they will have hunger

And delight

And pain

And suffering

And a need for attention

And some nice cool little shoes

And some nice cool little socks

And some really nice lovely books that would have been nice

The waves will be higher than you could ever see

They will strike the heavens and open the clouds and the moon will rumble into nothingness

And the whole world will change.

But in what way?

What am I doing?

Where am I going?

What have you said I am?

What have you told people I’m like?