My best friend is poking me. MY BEST FRIEND IS POKING ME – oh wait

he doesn’t know me anymore

or who I’ve become.

or rather, what I’ve become.

Jumping is suddenly much more fun though

how else to get from place to place?

Good exercise

But…

I feel like I can’t control my life anymore. People are always telling me what to do and where to go and who to go with and how fast to get there.

I am changed now, for sure. I am no longer mine

oh wait, hang on on a sec. I’m off to number nine…