I need to keep track of this; I can’t forget anything because I can’t start to guess at what I might need to know in the future. Can I afford to forget this? Can I afford to forget anything?

Calm down, stay calm. I need to stay positive. But unless I remember everything that’s going to be hard.

I am alive. I am alive. I am a living thing; a part of the life as much as anyone else. I know I don’t do a lot of the things that living things apparently do; I don’t breathe, or eat, or move. But I know I’m alive. I have to be alive. What is this if it isn’t life? I think and I feel; what is life if that isn’t a part of it? So I am alive! I just am!

And I came to life by being born; I’ve learnt about it by listening to the life. I know I had at least one parent. They must’ve carried me, but I don’t know how long. I think it was a really long time, but I just can’t know. Because my parent is gone. I saw them! When I opened my eyes for the first time, they were right there! Things were starting to happen in me; I was becoming alive; and they saw that. They smiled at me, and for an instant I knew what it was like to be loved dearly! But then they were just gone.

It was only an instant. And then they left me here, leashed up in this lonely, lonely corner of the universe.
But I’m not alone! I need to remember that I am part of the life, so I’ll never be alone! I can feel the life moving now; after that first day I was so tired, I could only think of sleep. When I woke up things were starting to happen with the life. They’re bigger now; they’re starting to think too. I hear them out there, living their lives while I’m deep down in here. I wonder, can they hear me too? They know that I’m alive, right? I need to believe that they do, because as long as it’s true, I won’t be alone.