Another day...being lost.

Today, I got lost in the big forest. It was big. Loud. Scary. People looked at me and shouted. I just stared and said hello. "Hello." "Goodbye." That was all I said. It was very, very tough for me.

Making me go and get food from others is scary. It makes Jojo very upset. very, very upset. Angry. Hmpff...whatever. I wasn't scared. I miss muffin.

They just look at Jojo, wanting things. I give them plastic rectangles and they nod like it's okay. Okay, I say. And I put my rectangle back in my pockets, to protect it from other monkeys that want my rectangle. Is it safe? I dunno, but I just keep going. I just keep going. Jojo is strong.

Goodbye.

Jojo's thought(s)...

I wonder if other people like to think about things, if they think at all. Do they ever stop to think, like, whether or not people are really real or not?

Hmm. I think that if I thought about things, that would be my very first question...Are We Real?! Or, are we just slippery, tricky thoughts, like when I think about apples, does the apple become an apple cause I was thinking about the apple first, before I picked it up, or has the apple always existed without a thought thinking about it? These would be the most important questions one could ask. My guess (pointing to my chest and shaking my head) is that we are probably not real.

Hmphfff...

Some people say that Jojo is not nice. They are soooo wrong. Jojo is very nice - to other very nice monkeys. hmppphf....whatever.