I like the way he walks. Like he knows where he's going.

All the colors look so bright, assaulting my senses.

I can see the little things.

I'm not talking gibberish, I swear. I DO make sense.

I am, however, an oversized penguin.

Or maybe penguins are as big as humans.

I walk like a penguin.

I like the way he walks. Like he knows where he's going.