A lovely dinner…. 2 black sausages and batter that turned into an only partially edible biscuit.The oven was too hot.I never want to see a sausage again! A strange lonely feeling descended onto me like an old dying dog with a thin grey coat.
It was time to give in and read the Weetabix Box with a magnifying glass.
Why I am I here, I pondered.Nobody answered.It would have been a terrible shock if they had done
How my heart speaks 
If there had been an answer, you would have died of shock, with the result that the rest of us would still not have learned why we’re here.