well... rest

well, it was awake,vand alive, and although it did not make a single difference, this night he did it all over again.
Jumped up and down the street, bumped into the old rock wall, walked across the pavement and the park, sat in one of those nasty birdshitted bench.
Proceeded then to cover his legs and tail with a carton.
he was scared, hungry, but most of all, he just did not understand.
hopeless sad monkey.
good bye to the nasty habits.