I have a belief. That we are all the same. And I have a different name. For grief. Hello. Hi. How are you. Do you want to die? Or can you just take a nap. And when you wake up. We'll do it again. And if not, there's always tomorrow. The release day. Of the first animal that humans killed. When they tried to eat it. They shot it in the back. It didn't seem to have any pain. At least for them. I don't know what it was for me. You know, I've never felt such. A powerful relief. In my life, now that I'm older. I can look back on it. And don't be afraid of the light. It's there when you look down. Look around. There's plenty left in the day. Just don't look that way. I'm sorry, please forgive me, I love you, thank you.