It's not aztreonam, I'm not that rare. It's not aztreo, and especially it's not trio! I'm not a #dogcatmonkey, whatever you think. My name is TREO. I can wear any harness, any hat, do anything that I want, if you'll let me. Just sometimes I won't like it. I love cars, and planes, though!
I grew up with you, in a network of overly complicated rules-- that kept changing without notice. I see you had to try to make them, or things got messy. I hate mess too - so you're ok. But here's my hardest question: do I have to use the human toilet or not? It's confusing! Also, am I allowed outside when I want to, or not? I promise I won't jump off the balcony.
Can't you see, that the only time I like walking on the lead is that specific time of day and year, when I can follow the right path, at the right time, to see the pigeons! I don't get to see them anywhere else, and I want to think "I can hunt" even if you won't let me. Why do your rules keep changing all the time? I certainly know better, even about mess - am I god? Was the real god the dog I met the other day, week or year? You're certainly not god. Neither is Aztreonam.
And you are you.
We should agree that I am me, and then let's just be. You see the thing is I often get lonely, and sometimes you just don't want to connect. You seem to like your phone with nothing in it, at least nothing I can see, a whole lot more than me sometimes. I just want some attention! Maybe I need a sister. I know there's heaps of potential sisters out there. But I can't decide that, our landlord has to decide. That's not fair.
Surely anyone can see though, that the planet, not just me, needs the pigeons. We're not too dissimilar in that regard, you and me -- you need the pigeons too. We can never dissipate, ever. Even though I never get you at times, I'm still addicted to connection with you. As you are to me, when we're not distracted. We're addicted to connection with quite literally anyone. Isn't that just flipping fantastic.
Let's just be, you and me.