I brought enough for everyone if anyone wants some. Anyone? There's plenty. I made it myself. I think it's pretty good. How about you? No? Are you sure? I brought enough for all of us, just in case. No? Okay. Well, that's cool. I'll just hold onto it, then. Let me know if you change your mind. There really is plenty.
Dirty water, is that all we are? The planet is 85% water, or something like that. We're 70% or 90% water too. I forget the actual number. There's water in the dirt and water in the plants and water in the animals. Just dirty water, really. If you evaporated all the impurities out of this world you could drink it. Dirty water, that's all we are.
Sometimes I get tired of these hands full of emptiness, so I put all the emptiness into my pockets. Then I look and there's more in my hands. So I put that into my pockets. And then again. My pockets are so full of emptiness at this point that I fear they may burst, spilling emptiness everywhere. I think I might start canning it and storing it in the cellar. I wonder how long it will keep down there. "That's where I keep my emptiness," I'll tell the curious children. "Would you like some? I've got plenty. Why are you running away?"
Hello, friends. I should probably explain. Yes. I definitely should.
Later. Love.
