I was a sunny day at the Cove.
“Excuse me,” I asked a penguin. “Where did you get that bandana?”
No answer.
So I asked another penguin.
“Where did you get that?”
No answer.
So I stood on top of a rock and yelled, “ WHERE DID YOU GUYS GET THAT BANDANA ?!”
Once again, no answer.
So I crawled over into a small space between the rock, the lifeguard chair, and a life preserver.
And sat there, talking to myself.
After a day of sitting there, I started making incoherent sounds.
After a week, I started laughing.
And then I started hurting.
Other penguins, of course.
I threw one into the fire.
I held one’s head underwater for 5 minutes.
I started to punch and kick another.
And then at the end of the day I would go to the corner, forgetting I had my own igloo.
And then I would start again the next day.