I went for a walk. I reached the beach and stood looking out at the water. I walked into the water until it was over my head. I walked for a while underwater.
I met a fish named, Patapatapee. We walked together for a while. Patapatepee told me about how she had ambitions to live in a huge house made of coral and conch shells, with a seaweed sofa, and pearls on the walls.
I told her about how I wish I was made of cheese. That way when I got hungry, no matter where I was, I would nibble on myself. I would be that kind of cheese that regenerates once a bite is taken.
Eventually I walked out of the water onto another beach. I turned around and looked back at the water. Patapatapee waved at me. I waved back.