I found out that I had to leave my house. I didn't know what to do so I left. I walked around by a river picking up cool looking rocks that I found on the ground.

I met a man who said that he would show me what it means to really appreciate music. We listened to pop music from the early aughts for a few hours in his bungalow. He liked Poker Face by Lady Gaga and knew every lyric.

It was getting dark so he gave me a sleeping bag and a pat on the back. I laid out on a hill listening to the grasshoppers and a nearby owl sing songs in the night.

When I woke up everything was okay because I felt like I had a new purpose in life. But I can't tell you, nor anyone else about it or else I won't be able to accomplish it.